Running into Friedrich when she was barely holding herself together was bad enough. But then, she also had to run into Candace.
And she hadn't yet informed her that Phillip had made his decision already.
"Eve, are you alright?"
No, she was not.
She could never be.
Her wedding was in forty-six days…
How fast was time flying? How foolish of her to think that she still had time - time to do whatever she wanted.
"Everetta?"
She managed to meet Candace's gaze. "Yes? Is there a problem?"
Candace just took her by the arm and took her towards one of the private parlours, closing the door after her.
"What is wrong, Eve?"
Eve just looked around the room.
She had never been to this particular parlour before. Well, there were many parts of the mansion she was yet to visit.
"Nothing. Perhaps, I haven't fully recovered from my illness."
