I blinked up at her and held back a sob as she leaned forward and clasped my hand in hers. It was the closest she’d come to motherly affection in as long as I could remember.
“I’m the last person to give advice,” she said. “But if I can tell you one thing, Brighton, it’s that Ryland loves you with all of his heart. He loves you so much that he put aside his feelings about me to do what he thought would make you happy. And I think that speaks for itself.”
I knew Norma didn’t know all the details of what had transpired, but I wasn’t going to bring them up either.
“But what about him and Brayden?” I asked. “They’re both being completely crazy. I can’t take it anymore.”
“I don’t know.” She shrugged. “You’ll have to work that out with them. All I’m saying is I think that you should hear Ryland out. See what he has to say.”
“And he didn’t put you up to this?” I asked suspiciously.
“Nope.” She shook her head. “He said he wanted to do things his way. He’s a real control freak, that one.”
I laughed in spite of myself. “You have no idea.”