Over the weekend, my father, George Cruz, brought my stepmother, Patricia Dalton, over. They arrived with arms full of sausages and pickled cabbage they'd brought all the way from our hometown. Zoe trailed right behind them, wearing a sweet, obedient smile, playing the part of the perfect, devoted daughter. "Mia, I called Mom and Dad over. It's been so long since our whole family got together."The moment Mom walked in, she took Grayson's hand and looked him up and down. Then, she pulled an envelope out of her pocket and pressed it into Grayson's hand."Honestly, I should give Mia a piece of my mind. She didn't say a single word to us about getting married. I didn't even have time to prepare a proper wedding gift," she said, her eyes reddening.Grayson helped her to a seat, saying, "It was my oversight. I'll make it up with a proper visit another day."Mom looked him up and down again, then nodded. "You're a fine, upstanding young man."Zoe came out of the kitchen carrying a p
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