Heather's POV
I was in awe at how Steven stood up to my parents the way he did. However, I couldn't bare to hear another word from my mother when she exclaimed that I was with Steven for his money. Tossing my napkin at her face, I rushed out of the room. I ran outside of the church and sat on the wooden bench on the side of the building, surrounded by flowers drinking in the rain. I don't care that it's raining and gloomy out; I just had to get out of there.
I felt a presence next to me, and by the squeezing of my hand, I knew it was Steven. He had an umbrella over us and wrapped an arm around me in comfort. "You know I don't believe a word out of her mouth, right?" I stare at him and slightly nod my head. "Heather, don't let her get to you. After today, they both will return home and y
