“Let me see.”
“¿Me veo horrible?”
This time he barely looked at the photo.
“That was the weekend Graham almost set the cabin on fire”, he said.
“That’s a cruel lie”, Graham responded.
Marissa rio.
And I felt something inside me loosen.
Maybe he was finally happy.
Then, halfway through dessert, Marissa suddenly stood up.
“I forgot the photo album above. Graham wanted to see my embarrassing childhood photos.”
The dio a kiss on the mejilla.
“I’ll be right back.”
His steps disappeared up the stairs.
Graham esperó.
Then his smile disappeared.
He carefully placed the fork next to his plate.
“I kept my end of the deal”, he said quietly.
I stared at him.
“What?”
If I bow a little hacia me.
“Now it’s your turn.”
My blood ran cold.
“What deal?”
Graham frowned.
“Didn’t Henry really tell you?”
The mention of my husband made my stomach shrink.
“What does Henry have to do with this?”
Graham immediately realized that something had gone wrong.
“Oh, Dios.”
I pushed the chair back.
“If someone paid you to go out with my daughter…”
“What?”
“If Henry offered you money…”
“¡No!”
Graham stood up.
“Of course not.”
“Then explain to me what you just said.”
He looked down the stairs.
“Not here.”
“You’re standing in my house telling me that there’s some kind of secret agreement related to my daughter. You’re going to explain it to me right now.”
Instead, Graham walked to the kitchen door.
“Come outside.”
I crossed my arms.
“No.”
“Please.”
“Because?”
“Because you need to see something.”
Every instinct told me not to follow him.
Then Graham said quietly:
“Henry has been waiting for months tonight.”
That was enough.
I followed him to the backyard.
