Grace
The restaurant was packed when I stepped inside. The scent of grilled meat and garlic butter filled the air, and I couldn’t help the small smile that tugged at my lips.
I was glad they were doing well.
When Eleanor and Wyatt got married, everyone had something to say. People thought they were too young, too naïve, too impulsive. They snickered behind their backs, whispering about how long it would take before they filed for divorce. But I never doubted them.
Eleanor and Wyatt were total opposites, but somehow, they just fit. I had seen the way they looked at each other. They loved each other, fought, cried, made up, and tried again.
Maybe that’s why I had poured so much of my heart into Charles. Because I wanted something like what they had.
Come to think of it, maybe Charles w
