She just discovered on the grounds that his grandma fell and broke her hip while he was at the meeting, and Camelia expected to tell him. The drifter got the telephone, and she heard James's intoxicated giggling go to outrage behind the scenes when he understood the call wasn't about the room administration they'd requested.
Crushed was certifiably not a sufficient word for what she'd felt. Annihilated? Crushed? Still not sufficient, on the grounds that she adored James more than she cherished her own life. He was her rescuer from multiple points of view, the lone thing that had caused her to have a sense of safety since the day Lillian Marie kicked the bucket. Also, that had shocked her so much, since she never at any point thought she'd get hitched, and she unquestionably never needed t
