Chapter 89

• **Evelina's POV**
• The next day I found myself sitting outside a quaint cafe sipping on the nastiest, light green drink I’d ever tasted. How did people drink these things?! It was gross and definitely not something I’d ever order for brunch! Remy and Vincent had greeted Kirsty before leaving to walk around town. I was happy to see that Remy was warming up to Vincent. It might make the trip down here worth it. Because this nasty drink was definitely not the highlight of my brunch.
• Kirsty watched me struggle with a mixture of amusement and curiosity, her perfectly manicured nails tapping against the table. She took a delicate sip of her own drink, a nasty smelling darker green concoction that made me wrinkle my nose in distaste.