(Evy's Point of View)
"What does she know about your past?" Diana queried as soon as she sauntered out from the kitchen carrying two steaming mugs. She walked over to where I was sitting on the sofa of her living room and stretched out one of the mugs and I accepted with a little thank you.
Then I shrugged at her question. "She seems to know what she was talking about. She sounded so sure and I was scared for a moment she was going to burst it out in front of Seb and he would abhor me immediately, though he has no idea, his words were rather sweet,"
Diana stared at me dreamily, "I told you guys would be so cute," she cooed before sporting a serious expression that matched mine. No matter how I shrugged uncaringly, I felt bothered by everything that took place in Seb's grandmothe
