Rachel
I had never been busier. Between training Evan’s new personal assistant, a seasoned veteran named Sylvia, keeping up appearances with Evan, and preparing for our upcoming wedding, my stress level had ramped up to at least eleven. Added to that was this massive, crushing guilt about not telling my family what was really happening. Rose had her suspicions about Evan and me, but there’s no way she could know the twisted truth of it.
The week after the engagement party, I came back from lunch early, said hello to Evan, who had worked through lunch in his office, and pulled up wedding dresses online. The timeline for this wedding was insane. It would almost be okay if Magnus weren’t determined to go big with everything.
He texted me several times a day with questions. I answered the o
