Rachel's smile faltered as her eyes landed on Grace. It wasn't a surprise, not really. The way Grace kept stealing glances at Martin, those fleeting gazes that darted away whenever their eyes met, sort of told her that something was up, but she hadn't wanted to believe it. She had desperately wanted to ignore.
Hearing this from Sasha was the confirmation she needed to know that something was indeed going on between her husband and Richard's daughter. The truth settled in her stomach like a lead weight.
Across the room, Kimberly and Rachel weren't the only ones with their eyes trained on the clandestine duo. Mike, too, who had been about to give the toast, noticed Martin's subtle shift towards Grace.
A muscle in his jaw clenched as he glanced at Martin's wife. He saw the flicker of something in her gaze, a storm brewing just beneath the surface. Thinking fast, he needed to diffuse the situation before it detonated.
