Chapter 6
Ian’s heart sank. He hoped so hard for everything to go smoothly much the way it had with his family. He saw as much as felt the painful jab to the heart Stephan suffered when his father walked away. He wanted to draw Stephan into a loving embrace, remind him that what they had was strong enough to withstand anything. This included.
But Stephan pulled away.
He passed the bottle of wine to Judy. “I’m sorry, Mom, but I don’t think we can stay.”
“Sweetheart,” his mother attempted to sooth the situation, placing a hand on his arm. “We just need to talk to him, that’s all.”
“I’m not sure it’ll do much good,” he muttered before walking right by Ian and stepping outside. He tried to hide the tears that dripped from his eyes, but Ian saw them before he ducked out.
The sight of them
