Chapter 66

I laughed a little, getting out of my chair to walk over and give her a hug. She meant well, even if I didn't give a flip about any baby shower. In fact, she was the only one—aside from our friends—who had been on our side from the start.

"You put the reception together despite all this," I said, watching her eyes.

She lifted her chin. "Yes. The fight I got from wanting to celebrate your marriage was the reason I ended up forcing Jefferson to tell me what was going on. I'm only sorry any of the Hewitts were there at all." She blew out an angry breath, seething in her chair. "It took me awhile after that before I could even look at Jefferson, but I love him. He made a terrible mistake, but he takes up too much space in my heart not to forgive him."

I nodded. "I understand."

She placed her hands around mine. "We'll get this fixed. Nicholas will know what to do."

After getting her calmed down and taking my seat again, I decided to ask what had been in the back of my mind for a while.