“Wait, Evelyn,” he stutters. “Why? You worked so hard –“
“I know,” I confirm, nodding.
“And you’ve done so many great things in your work as a therapist –“
“It’s true,” I say, raising my eyebrows. “I did manage to use my therapy practice to break up Victor Kensington and Amelia Jones, which I think anyone will agree was a triumph –“
He blinks at me in shock and then bursts out laughing. I snicker along with him, relieved. It’s a serious subject, of course, but we needed a little laugh so we could both remember that we’re on the same team. After all, I’ve thought this out – I just need to get him on board.
“It’s not that I want to give up my work helping people, Victor,” I explain as he reaches out a hand and traces his fingers delicately down my arm. “I still want to do good in the
