Chapter Eighteen
Well, I was going to be an aunt. Or was it a second cousin?
Oh, who cared how the relationship worked; Eva was pregnant any way you looked at it. The world was coming to an end.
I spent the rest of the morning and most of the afternoon with her, soothing her frazzled nerves. I managed to make her laugh a few times, but mostly I handed her tissue after tissue. We talked about her future, about what she wanted to do with her situation, and how she was going to tell her parents and Alec.
I think she was more worried about telling Alec than Aunt Mads and Uncle Shaw.
“He’s not the one, ReeRee. I can tell you that right now. He and I aren’t going to last. He’s never once looked at me the way Mason looks at you, and you two are apparently just friends.”
I straightened my sh
