“So, you haven’t told him yet?” I asked, taking a slow sip of my coffee as Violet cradled her decaf cup in both hands.
“Not yet,” she sighed, her gaze dropping to the table, as if she already knew she should have. “But on the bright side, he seems to have bought us a house.”
She said it so casually, as if it was the most normal thing in the world—like she was commenting on the weather or mentioning that she had picked up a new sweater on sale.
“I’m sorry… what?” I blinked, my hand pausing mid-air, coffee cup inches from my lips. My eyes widened as I tried to wrap my head around the idea that someone could just buy a house. Just like that.
This was definitely a conversation I needed to have with Daniel—just in case he got any good ideas.
Violet chuckled, shaking her head like even she
