~ Evie ~
We pull up to the mansion, the whole Poole family is out there waiting like we're some kind of rock stars coming home from a tour. Lights are on everywhere, balloons tied to the gates, and there's this big banner that says "Welcome Home, Mr. and Mrs. Poole!" in fancy gold letters. Marcus squeezes my hand and smiles at me, all proud, like this is the best day ever. I smile back, but inside, the honeymoon was a total bust in the bedroom department, and now we're back to real life with his whole crew staring at us. Great.
We step out, and everyone rushes over - his mom, dad, aunts, uncles, even some cousins I barely remember from the wedding. They're hugging us, slapping Marcus on the back, and his mom pulls me into this tight squeeze. "Evie, darling, welcome back! How was Europe?
