For a moment, all Wade could do was remain silent. Of all the reasons that could explain the dinner invitation, it had never occurred to him that Roland and Gloria were actually worried about him. It took him a moment to process their words.
Wade shifted his gaze from Gloria to Roland, trying to find certainty in their expressions. He saw genuine seriousness, without a trace of pretense.
Wade took a slow breath and leaned back against the couch. He tried to appear relaxed, but his face only seemed to tighten. "I didn't think this was what you wanted to talk about."
The atmosphere felt different. The mood had changed. Unconsciously, they seemed to agree that the topic of the evening was far from pleasant.
Unfortunately, the conversation had already started. Like it or not, it had to be
