Chapter 611

The laughter was just for show, a mask to keep the grown-ups from worrying.

Evangeline's eyes darkened with another wave of sadness.

"You're doing great, getting through this," said Roslyn.

She gazed at Evangeline's face, streaked with tears, her lips so pale and cracked that they looked like they might split.

Just then, a waiter in uniform walked by with two steaming cups of milk.

Roslyn stopped him, grabbed a cup, and handed it to Evangeline. "Drink some milk. You've got a baby to think about, remember? So try not to be too down, okay?"

Roslyn knew how close Evangeline and Cole had been, and it hurt her to see her best friend so broken.

However, her words, meant to comfort, were like opening a dam. Tears flooded Evangeline's eyes, and she began to sob uncontrollably. "How can I not be sad?"

Memories came rushing back. She clutched Roslyn's wrist, and when she looked up, her face was wet with tears.

"Roslyn, do you know? It's my fault Grandpa is gone! If I hadn't been so set