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“I wanted to meet the family who raised the two people I love with my whole heart. But I don’t know how the hell they came from—” He stammered and waved his arm around. “From this mess.”
“Here, here,” Grandma Agnes grumbled.
Everyone’s head swiveled in her direction, and she scoffed.
“He’s right. Truly, I can’t believe my daughters.” She sent a scathing look at my mom and aunt. “They act like they’ve never had two men at one time—”
“And you have?” Jason laughed.
Grandma Agnes smirked.
My mom gasped and Nina went pale.
“Grandma Agnes, are you saying—” Mac’s eyes lit up so spectacularly it took my breath away. “You have?”
“Yes.” She shot her daughters a scathing look and then smiled sweetly at Mac. “And if you’re offering, I’m not interested—”
Mac’s cheeks turned red. “I wasn’t offering.”
Grandma Agnes’s face crinkled in on itself and she laughed so hard we had to wait for her to regain her breath. “You should see your faces. All of them.”
“So, are you telling the truth? About being with multiple men?” My mother asked this like she was going to vomit over each word.
Grandma Agnes raised her brows and pointed directly at her. “We all have our secrets—”
Rachel grabbed her hand and pulled it back down to her side. “Now, mother. Let’s get you settled in the front room while we finish up your breakfast—”
“Oh, hell no.” She pulled her hand away and grinned at me. “I want to stay right here and see how this mess plays out.”
“I’m going to get our things,” Mac whispered in my ear.
I nodded, giving him a quick peck that every person in the room watched. He slipped away, and the discussion ramped up, everyone talking at once.
Rachel’s voice cut through the loudest. “It’s a hard situation—”
“But it’s not,” Em cried. “I love these two. They love me. We’re getting married and we’ll be in each other’s lives forever.”
“You can’t guarantee forever.” My mother folded her arms over her chest and tried to level me with a stare.
“Why can’t you just be happy for us?” I asked.
“Where are his parents in all of this?” my dad asked.
“Mac’s parents cut him out. They used him for money and as soon as he had enough of being used, they refused to talk to him.”
“Over money?” He scoffed. “Why would they use their kid for money?”
I shrugged and wrapped my arm tighter around Em. “Why don’t parents just let their kids live their own lives in general?”
My dad pressed his lips together, and Em laced her fingers with mine, a grateful smile lighting up her face.
“I just worry. The two of you love deeply and hurt even deeper. When Rob passed away—” Rachel clamped her eyes shut and I stared at her, not breathing. It was the first time she’d brought him up on her own. “The two of you fell apart. You—”
But it was too little, too late. It didn’t undo all the times they essentially told us to get over it. “Where were you when we were reeling from his death? Don’t throw it in our faces now because it suits your agenda.”
My mom gasped. “Sebastian—”
“No. He’s right. Where were any of you?” Em asked.
