DANIEL
- Do you have any f*****g idea what you're doing?
I sigh for the thousandth time today and look at my nephew, the source of the unnecessary question.
"He does," Aspen tells him with her usual assertiveness.
The three of us stand near City Hall, ignoring the people buzzing around us and focusing on the time. Or maybe I'm the only one with an unhealthy obsession with my watch. Genevieve is twenty minutes late. Surely there's a reason behind her tardiness.
She was never the type to be late for appointments. Or irresponsible.
While it's true that getting married just five days after her father's accident isn't a normal situation, it's not like we have time. The sooner she gives me power of attorney, the easier it will be for me to block Susan's moves. Because she's p
