“I’ve caught her looking at that photo you posted of the two of you at dinner several times this week. She’s definitely feeling something.” I didn’t want to put too much weight on Mia’s words. My head told me that Violet would never let herself break her own golden rule. But my heart didn’t seem to care. It was like it had been given the puck with an opportunity for a breakaway. There was no defense in its way, and it was off and racing toward the goal.
