Page 122 of Surprise! I'm Engaged To My Boss
She was currently helping me pack my suitcase, as a car would pick us up in two hours and take us to the airport.
The clothes I had planned to take were spread out on my old single bed in my room at my grandmother's house. Since I had been spending most of my time with Michael, that had been Evy 's bed for the past two weeks. And it would remain that way, for as long as she needed it.
She and Peter had had a big fight, and they had separated. Since the apartment was his, Evelyn had two options: either she would go back to her parents' house, in the apartment across from my grandmother's, or she would accept our invitation to take my room.
She didn't have any other options than that at the moment, since, just a few days before the fight with Peter, she had been fired from the school where she taught Spanish.
She was now working at my grandmother's bookstore, and the salary wasn't that different from what she'd been making as a teacher. But apparently that damn Peter had run up debt on her credit cards, and she needed to get her finances in order before she could start looking for a place to stay.
I hated that guy, with all the strength I had inside me.
Evelyn was going through what you could call a bad phase in her life. And even though I was in the best of times, it was painful to see my childhood friend go through that.
“Of course I'll be fine, Cami. I’m going to be even better than fine with the way your grandmother takes care of me. If I had gone back to my parents' house, I would have been forced to hear about how incompetent I am at 'keeping a man'.”
“I'm sorry you have such a toxic mother, girl. And such an absent father. And such an idiot ex. And such idiotic ex-bosses.”
It was quite a combo...
“I'll be fine, Cami, I’ve already told you. Despite all the bad things, I'm lucky that you and your grandmother gave me shelter and a job. I'll soon be able to organize myself so I can rent a place for myself. I'm getting some jobs as a Spanish translator on the weekends, that will help me earn some money faster.”
“Why don't you let me help you, you stubborn girl?”
“You’re already helping a lot. And it's not fair, you know.”
“It's not fair thatyou're in this situation. You should sue that jerk so he pays you every penny he owes you.”
She shrugged her shoulders, showing that she didn't want to talk about it. She quickly changed the subject, “So... Tomorrow, at this time, you will be getting married.”
I smiled, anxious about that.
“Can you believe it?”
“Of course I can. Wow, Cami, you're going to be the most beautiful bride in the whole world!”
“I wouldn’t go that far! You'll look really hot in that bridesmaid dress too.”
My bridesmaids were Evelyn and Layla. They hadn't even met yet, and I was excited to introduce them that day since my friend from the office was flying to Aspen with us. I really hoped they would get along since they were my two best friends.
Michael's best men were his two brothers. Sebastian's wife was also supposed to be one of my bridesmaids, but she apologized profusely and declined. Her heart problems always made her very tired after even the slightest effort, and standing for the entire ceremony would have been tiring for her.
But all of this would be resolved as soon as she had the surgery that was scheduled for a few days later.
Michael and his entire family were already in Aspen, taking care of the final preparations for the wedding. With the exception of Logan, who would only leave the next day, for the ceremony.
We finished packing my suitcase. And since Evelyn's was already packed, we would have some time to rest until the car that would pick us up arrived.
“There's time to watch something,” she suggested.
“Enough for a couple of episodes of Grey's Anatomy,” I suggested, already knowing that it was the series she loved the most, and all I wanted at that moment was to cheer her up.
And it seemed to work, because she broke into a huge smile and announced, “I'll make the popcorn and meet you in the living room.”
When she opened the door to leave the room, she ran into my grandmother. The two smiled at each other and my friend left.
“She seems happier,” Grandma commented, entering the room.
“Yes, but it's just a facade. I know my friend well. She's devastated by all this.”
