Briar
Severin stepped into my home. I still had a lot of questions. What happened all those years ago was slowly coming into place. Someone wanted us apart. My number one suspect was Naomi and my dad. However, I wasn’t very convinced about my dad because he never tried to look for me. He never tried to convince me to marry Clint.
Clint, on the other hand, did search for me. He followed me like a lost puppy. He was part of the reason I changed my last name to Rose. News of the broken engagement was big news. I dropped off the face of the earth, which was more news.
“When’s his birthday?” Severin asked.
“November third,” I replied. “He was a week early. I was so scared.” I smiled, remembering how small he was.
“I’m going to be there. No matter what.”
I rubbed my arm. I was overwhelme
