Evelyn narrowed her eyes in the mirror. She glowed.
Like an unbelievable glow…
And that came from the sex she had been having.
For the past few weeks that they had blissfully spent in each other's company, Evelyn realized that she had never been so happy before. Not before when they were living together, not before when they were getting married, never before.
This was a different kind of happiness that would always make her smile, whether she was looking at yourself in the mirror or not. Even without a reason, Evelyn was constantly finding herself in a state of happiness, blissfully flying in the clouds, like the feeling that she was in a permanent high.
She was in love and it was confirmed.
Arabella was the cherry on the top. The moment when Salvatore come home and immediately torch to her daughter, pick her daughter up and throw her up in the air like she was his child was something that would always make Evelyn smile.