Breaking Her at Thanksgiving
Because somehow she had an idea of what her mom was about to say.
Then Vanessa said it.
“Atlas told me he wanted to get married.” Vanessa hesitated, weighing her next words. “Solène, he told me he wanted to get married to Hannah.”
Solène’s eyes snapped shut instantly, shuddering slightly as goosebumps trailed her skin.
“No,” she whispered, shaking her head slowly. “Atlas wasn’t okay, mom.”
“Believe it or not, but that man was fine.” Vanessa argued softly. “Mentally he was very much thinking, as straight as he thought.”