"Ivy, what are you talking about?" Mr. King demanded, slamming his arm against the table. His breath came heavy as he struggled to control his anger.
Maybe he had made the wrong decision letting Ivy give a speech. He should have asked Sandy; at least she had shown up.
But then Selene had surprised him with a heartfelt speech, her words overflowing with love for Mariam.
She looked so much like Selene's mother, his ex-wife, and it made his stomach twist with the ache of missing her.
He and Selene had once been so close, gossip mates, inseparable. How had it all crumbled to silence for over five years?
Now Ivy was standing here, talking about Selene having a son he had never heard of. Impossible.
Yes, Selene had left because she lied, but tonight, after hearing her speech, he was ready to forgive her and welcome her back. But a secret grandchild? That he couldn't believe.
