Chapter 82

• LYSSA
• Neither of them say anything to me as they walk back to the stairs and descend. Something has been said. Some deal has been struck. That’s all I can figure. I sit on the top step and watch them go into my stepfather’s office and close the door. Close the deal too, I suppose.
• About thirty minutes later, the doors open again and my stepfather walks out. He looks up at me and smiles. “Goodbye, Lyssa. See you in ten days. The event planners will arrive and begin setting up for the wedding. Your dress is in your room. Please try it on and decide if you think it needs any alterations. Then have Mason call me and let me know.” He smiles wider, which just makes me want to puke. “You’re going to look lovely.”