~ Evie ~
The wedding's two months away, and everyone's acting like it's the event of the century. Dad and Claire keep talking about it nonstop, like it's going to fix all our problems. And me? I'm just going along with it because of that locked-up money in my account. Ten million. It's a lot. But honestly, right now, all I can think about is Jack. We f****d in the bathroom during that last meeting with the Pooles, and it was quick and dirty, but God, I need more. Always more with him.
My phone buzzes. It's Marcus. "Hey, can you come over? Family wants to discuss wedding invites." I sigh and text back, "Sure, on my way." I grab my keys and head out. Driving over to their mansion feels weird every time. It's huge, all white stone and perfect lawns. I pull up, and the gate opens like it kno
