Alice’s POV
“I’ve told the housekeeper to set the table. She’ll inform us when she’s done,” Aunt Fiona said, settling into a single couch with a graceful smile. Her gaze shifted to where Sam had chosen to sit—right beside me—and her smile widened at the sight of him beaming with happiness.
She took that glow on his face as confirmation of something much deeper.
“Awwwn, you two look so cute together,” she cooed. “I can’t wait to tell my girls! My boy finally has a girlfriend—and not just anyone, but a talented one!”
Sam groaned and leaned back with a slight shake of his head. “Mum, you can’t go around telling everyone. What if we break up next week?”
Aunt Fiona’s eyes flew wide in exaggerated horror. “What do you mean, what if you break up? I don’t even want to hear that nonsense. You
