Reign’s morning started smoothly enough.
She woke up before her alarm, as if her body had already accepted that they were back in work mode. For twenty minutes, she lay in the dark, running through the day ahead in her head.
The office didn’t worry her.
The family dinner that evening did.
Reign couldn’t imagine how it would go. The Pierson family knew her marriage to Dashiell had been sudden. Dashiell had told her his grandmother would find out even if they tried to hide it, so there was no point pretending. And to be honest, Reign was fine with that. She had never been good at lying anyway.
But she was nervous about how they would see her.
By the time her alarm went off for the second time, she forced herself out of bed, bathed, got dressed, and stepped out to find Dashiell already
