The dress goes past my thighs, blushing pink to match the bouquet of flowers Mom has picked out. It’s got fancy straps with beaded gems, and the heels I wear must be at least two inches tall.I don’t look like myself.“You look stunning, Evelyn. Really. I love that dress on you,” Ava compliments, lo
Sebastian's POVOn the lawn outside the wedding venue, Hawaiian music begins playing from the DJ. Madelyn lets out her breathless laugh. “Well, it wouldn’t be a wedding without the music and dancing!”As my new stepmother starts to dance with her daughter, the two laughing and spinning, I walk up to
Could it be?Have I begun to fall for this woman truly? For my new stepsister?Evelyn's POVI grab my gift bag to hand to my mother, wanting her to see the wedding gift I’ve prepared. I’m giddy to see her reaction.She pulls out the wooden carving I’d made her, complete with G and M initials woven i
Evelyn's POV“I’m sorry,” I start. “This all happened because I was using you as a tool for revenge against Lucas. I shouldn’t have done that.” I let out a sigh, looking up at the darkening sky.Sebastian seems eager for me to continue. “What do you mean?” He questions, searching for something in my
EvelynDays tick by with no interaction between me and Sebastian. He drives me back to school but doesn’t say a single word to me. I try broaching several subjects, but he stays silent.I don’t like this version of Sebastian. Why not tell me what he feels? Why not be open with me the way he has sinc
Well, I certainly never fucking thought that!William shrugs, drinking his coffee before setting it down and looking back toward the door Sebastian exited. “Wish he’d be honest with me. I know there’s shit he won’t tell me.”And that’s definitely for the best.But still, hearing how Gregory sees Seb
EvelynI turn around in disbelief, bumping my nose against Sebastian’s chin. Shit!“W-w-what are you doing here?” I stammer out, still trying to keep my composure to the best of my ability. Obviously, that’s not really happening.“Well, I’m pretty sure I’m the one who should be asking that question,
I notice the time, realizing it’s gotten late much faster than I’d thought.“I’m just out and about. Don’t worry about me,” I say, vaguely even responding to her worries. “I’ll let you know when I’m returning, okay?”Olivia tries to get my location out of me, but I tell her I’ve got to go. I’m reall