EVAN
It was almost nighttime when we arrived, and the fireplace in the living room was enough to make me feel at home.
“Mamaí,” Evan pulled away from the lady, who can not be mistaken to be Evan’s mom, Laoise. Evan inherited her bright brown eyes. And I can’t help but feel edgy about the way she was regarding me. “This is my fiancée, Cali.”
I’ve never felt more nervous in my entire life about someone’s impression of me, but I took a deep breath and smiled, offering my hand for a shake. “It’s nice to meet-”
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