Genevieve:
We were now following the maid who led us to the grand hall. Tonight, however, Aubry did not join us. I wondered where his grandparents were—the same people who had shown up at my door and insulted me so harshly.
We sat down, and Ron made sure he took the seat to my right, replacing Emre.
“Emre!” Wolvin called out as soon as he arrived. “I heard your girlfriend is pregnant. How is it going? When are you getting married?”
I gripped my fork tightly and kept my gaze fixed on my plate. They had already started their meal.
We had discussed in the room not to provoke Wolvin and to endure the dinner so we could leave as soon as possible.
“Very soon,” Emre replied, taking a bite of his steak.
“How soon?” Wolvin pressed.
“Mom wants a big wedding,” Emre said before Wolvin interru
