Present
Adelaide
"Stop asking me to do that," Alexandria implored. "I don't understand a word of what you just said. What does Alton have to do with Lennox? And don't you care if I'm happy?"
I did. With all of my heart, I cared. My fingers trembled as I clenched the mostly empty glass of Bloody Mary. How could I possibly explain the web of lies and deceit when I'd played a vital role in all of it?
"Alexandria, I do want you to be happy. I believe Bryce can give you that."
"You haven't even met Lennox. How can you dismiss him?"
"I don't need to meet Lennox."
My beautiful daughter's eyes dropped to the table. "You don't even want to meet the man I think I love."
Love?
"Dear, you've only just met him."
"I didn't just meet him. We met—"
"In Del Mar," I interrupted.
"How? How did
