The look Annabelle Leighton gave Morgan Hayes was filled with sympathy, pity, and consolation, as if he were the most miserable man in the world right now.
But Morgan Hayes had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.
"Whose girlfriend?"
"Your girlfriend."
"I don't have a girlfriend."
"That's impossible. I saw it with my own eyes. That day at your place, you two went grocery shopping together, arm in arm." The memory still made Annabelle Leighton's chest tighten.
Morgan Hayes still couldn't remember.
Annabelle Leighton reminded him, "Your chief's daughter."
'The chief's daughter?'
Morgan Hayes remembered. During the time he was recovering from an injury at home, his cousin, Willow Thorne, came to visit. She'd lifted the lid on his pot and found only carrots and chicken breast. She insisted he was eating pig slop and that she had to cook him a proper, nutritious meal. And so, his cousin had dragged him out of the house to go buy groceries.
