My mom called me at 2 a.m. and said I could come to my brother’s fiancée’s family dinner only if I kept my mouth shut. She warned me her father was a decorated colonel. Bu

It was a small movement, but everyone saw it.

“Cass,” Ethan whispered.

She looked at him, not cruelly, not theatrically, but with the clear expression of someone suddenly recalculating the man beside her.

“You told me your sister was bitter,” she said.

Ethan swallowed. “That’s what Mom always said.”

“And you repeated it.”

He had no answer.

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