Sammi’s POV
Sitting with Willow, I listen as she talks about the elderly man she’s become attached to at work. I can already see the fear etched into her face, the worry that he’s not going to make it. It’s always the same with her. No matter how much I tell her not to get too close, she does. Every time. And every time, it ends the same way, heartbreak. But I know better than to try and stop her; Willow always leads with her heart.
We’ve talked for a short while about Grayson and my brothers, but when she noticed the ring on my finger, it opened up an entirely new conversation, one filled with questions I wasn’t ready to answer. The truth is, I wasn’t prepared to be proposed to. Moments before, I had technically been single, and now... everything felt surreal. Willow, on the other hand,
