#Chapter 10 Not My Legacy

Evelyn's POV Does my mother have fucking sonar? How is it that whenever I have a second of alone time with Sebastian, she always appears out of thin air? As I hide behind the couch, I listen as Madelyn starts talking. “Where have you been, Sebastian? We’ve been worried sick.” I watch Sebastian shrug and brush her off. “Here, there. Out and about.” I cling to Sebastian’s pant leg even harder, silently begging for my mother to retreat up the stairs to bed. “Honestly, Sebastian. I think you should have a talk with Gregory. You two are going to be part of my family. I want you both to be happy.” “I assure you, Madelyn. I will speak to my father.” “Good then.” I can see a reflection of her shadow, and I watch with relief as she finally sets off to go back upstairs. Thank God. “Madelyn?” Sebastian calls. I watch a sly grin take over his face. What the fuck is he doing? “Yes?” “Can you tell me if any wedding customs are done in Hawaii? I’ve been curious.” Is he serio