34: Yvette

The moment we enter the limo, he's back to being the distant, icy Augustine Knight. He reads his emails on the phone pretending I'm not even next to him.

I give up and keep quiet after spending 5 minutes trying to rope him into a conversation, or rather, know where my place is the moment he turns his face to the other side when I try to kiss him.

It's okay Evie. At least he's providing you a shelter. And food. Be grateful, it's only gonna be four years. Four looooong years.

Thank God for the simplicity of this black dress because I managed to move around with ease. Jacq decided to go heavy with the accessories hence this simple off shoulder, high slit dress.

"Yesssss ribsssss!" I run to the fridge once we're inside the house.

I'm so hungry because I only ate those teeny tiny finger food at the party so I'm gonna gobble everything in one sitting.

That's when I hear a faint cough as I quickly turn to look at him. He eyes me with a judgemental look, making me uncomfortable so I grin