Amelia POV

She wasn’t a completely different person, but she was slowly gaining the confidence to speak up when she would have been quiet in the past.

A knock on the door made her jump even though she’d been expecting it. Willison squeezed her hand again as he got up to answer it. Mia took slow, deep breaths. This was the most important meeting of her life, and she wanted it to go well. She wanted her brother in her life, but not at the cost of her true, authentic self.

Mia looked up when Smith walked into the room. He looked dreadful. But then, from what Willison told her,...