“What’s Bryson thinking, bringing you out when he knows you’re unwell?”

Makenna Mitchell shot Grace a look.

“I hear you’re not doing great.

Only a year to live, they say.

Bryson’s usually so resourceful.

Why hasn’t he found a cure for you?”

Grace shivered at Makenna’s words.

She’d been shielded by Bryson all her life and had never interacted much with these relatives.

Plus, her chronic illness had always been met with polite sympathy before, never this kind of cruelty.

Grace’s fingers clutched Hannah’s sleeve.

Her voice was barely a whisper.

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silence, a young man interjected, “Mom, why grill her like that? You’ll upset her enough to land her in the hospital, then her

arms, huffing, “Should he really confront us for such

gathered that these were Grace’s relatives from

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a distance, wine glass in hand,

“Ah, another gold-digger.

But this one’s smarter.

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