With Matteo's dire warning ringing in her ears, Amelia kept a careful eye out for any rough waters on the horizon. However, the road to their wedding was so smooth sailing that it was making her suspicious.
Emmeline hadn't done anything more than make snide comments here and there when they crossed paths, but truthfully, they were so mild in comparison to her usual standards that Amelia found herself worrying for Emmeline instead. Amelia half-expected her to tag along for the food tasting today if only to insult Amelia's culinary tastes.
Instead, Emmeline hadn't shown up even after their grandfather invited her!
Was she possessed? Or dying? Amelia wondered if a new soul had entered her when no one was watching. Could it be possible that Emmeline had finally given up on snatching Matteo?
"Miss Kentwood? May I know your opinions about this entrée?"