“Where was Val when her mom died?” the woman, Savannah, asks from King’s side. I turn my gaze to King’s wife and tell her, “Val was at her apartment in Florida.” The blond woman’s eyes widen, and I bring mine back up to meet King’s. “Now ask me how her mom died.” I can see his jaw working. “Val.” He looks at me but asks her, “How did your mom die?”
Damn bro. I’m happy he stood up for her but he’s still a DICK
