My dad’s sixtieth birthday invitation said, “Black tie only—dress properly or don’t come.” Then Mom called and whispered, “Your sister’s boyfriend is a senator’s son. We can’t have you embarrassing us.”

Then my father noticed us.

His smile disappeared.

“Claire,” he said tightly. “I thought your mother explained.”

I raised my chin.

“She did.”

Before he could say another word, someone at the microphone stopped mid-speech.

Governor Daniel Hayes turned from the stage.

His eyes moved across the room.

Then landed on Emma.

His expression softened instantly.

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