Margot POV
I blinked at him, still half asleep.
His expression was unusually serious.
I looked toward the window.
Gray sky. Light snow.
I did not know what time it was.
“Get dressed. Quickly.”
“What time is it? Did I sleep really late?”
Something about his expression made me wonder if I had done something wrong.
Rhett lowered his eyes.
His voice was low.
“Grandpa died this morning.”
For several seconds, I couldn’t process the words.
“Get dressed.”
I forced myself out of bed despite the soreness running through my body.
I hurried into my clothes, nearly tripping over my pants because my mind was still foggy.
Then the meaning finally sank in.
I froze.
“This morning?”
“Yes. He passed away in his sleep. We only just found him.”
Rhett stood and straightened his clo
