12
One Less Ring
“You can stay in the guest room,” Liz said.
She drew Savannah into the house that she’d fled only yesterday with a diamond ring on her finger. Now, she was entering it all alone.
“Thanks,” she whispered.
Brady appeared from out of the bedroom. He was dressed down in a T-shirt and shorts. It was weird, even for Savannah, to see him like that. He was a suit through and through.
“What’s going on?” he asked, confusion written on his face.
“Easton left Savannah,” Liz said.
“What?” Brady asked, his voice low and deadly. “He just proposed yesterday.”
“Yeah, I’ll fill you in,” Liz said. “Suffice it to say, Savi wasn’t really ready for that move yet.”
“Do I need to go find him? I can probably threaten him within an inch of his life for hurting you.”
“No,” Savannah said w
