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Doing His Job
Palmer knocked on the door, and after hearing a faint come in, she opened it before walking into the room. Faith was sitting on the bed, her legs crossed as she looked out the window. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and when Palmer sat down in front of her, she looked her way, smiling sadly.
Palmer could feel her pain, and tried to comfort her with a smile, squeezing her hands to let her know everything would be okay.
“I love him, Palmer. If my father could see that he’s a great guy, he would not think that way. He’s always focused on how well I could live if I were with a rich guy,” she cried.
“I’m so sorry. Everything’s going to be okay. We’ll ke
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