Clover’s POV Grandma drives us to one of her properties, one Zade knows nothing about, and I can’t help smiling to myself.“Thank you, Grandma,” I whisper.The condo sits right outside of Orange County. Of all places, Zade would never think to look here. He’s always assumed that since my accident, and since I grew up as an orphan, that I would always rely on him. Rely on his money. Rely on his protection. Rely on his narrative.He has no idea how wrong he is.As soon as we pull into the driveway, I spot Marty sitting in a car and my heart lifts. I hop out of Grandma’s truck and, for once, I don’t reach for a walking stick. I walk straight toward him, purposeful, steady, and sure. He looks puzzled, even a little startled, and when I reach him, I throw my arms around him in a tight hug.He freezes, then pulls back in shock.“Clovie… you just walked straight to me. How is that possible?”I smile, release him, and say softly, “Because I can see.”His face lights up. He laughs and grabs m
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