Chapter 14-----I’m Choosing The Bride For The Evans?
But I was sure I didn’t know anyone from the Evans family.
“And you must be Miss Shaw?” the older woman said warmly. “So beautiful—graceful, elegant, and with such bright eyes. No wonder you’re so talented.”
Her compliment caught me completely off guard. I was used to being called pretty—people had said that since I was a child. I’d often admired my own reflection and even joked about being a little vain. But coming from someone like her, it left me a bit stunned.
This was the Evans family, after all. They must be used to seeing the most striking women around. That she’d think I was beautiful? She was either unbelievably kind, or had impeccable manners.
I stood frozen for a second until Vincent leaned in and whispered, “This is Mad
