Brandy’s POV
My hand moves to my mouth as I stare at Kane in shock, seeing clearly the small boy, holding his mother’s hand as they both found out about his father’s infidelity.
‘Oh my God Kane’ I whisper, ‘that must have been so traumatic for you.’
The enforcer shrugs, ‘it’s not my best childhood memory’ he replies with a strained smile, ‘but it was so much worse for my Mum, I mean, he was her husband and the proof he was a lying piece of s.hit was standing in front of us.’ His eyes meet mine as he sighs, ‘and do you know what? Even faced with that, my mum didn’t break down, she didn’t scream, or shout, or do anything to that woman, she just . . . invited her in for coffee.’
I blink at him, ‘she . . . invited her inside?’ I repeat.
Kane nods, his smile widening, ‘yep, took the woman’
