He and his wife were both in genuine mourning today.
“I believe you.” I whispered before I could stop myself.
Liam wrapped his arm around my waist again and gave me a slight tug.
“Let’s go, David is here with the car.”
“It was nice to meet you, Sam and Lucy Carver.” I sighed and allowed Liam to lead me away.
“Wait,” Sam called out and handed me a business card. “If you ever need any help, don’t hesitate. We’re both here if you need either of us.” He smiled, as did Lucy.
I nodded slightly and slid into the awaiting passenger side of David's car.
I leaned my head against the window panel, absently looking at the pair I had just met, yet felt closely drawn to them.
Apart from my mum, I never felt an instant connection with anyone else like this.
Perhaps I would reach out when I was i
