Unmasking the Heiress by Sisi Yea

Chapter 611

The laughter was just for show, a mask to keep the grown-ups from worrying.

Evangeline's eyes darkened with another wave of sadness.

"You're doing great, getting through this," said Roslyn.

She gazed at Evangeline's face, streaked with tears, her lips so pale and cracked that they looked like they might split.

Just then, a waiter in uniform walked by with two steaming cups of milk.

Roslyn stopped him, grabbed a cup, and handed it to Evangeline. "Drink some milk. You've got a baby to think about, remember? So try not to be too down, okay?" Roslyn knew how close Evangeline and Cole had been, and it hurt her to see her best friend so broken.

However, her words, meant to comfort, were like opening a dam. Tears flooded Evangeline's eyes, and she began to sob uncontrollably. "How can I not be sad?"

Memories came rushing back. She clutched Roslyn's wrist, and when she looked up, her face was wet with tears.

fault Grandpa is gone! If I hadn't been so set on getting David to the hospital,

understood why Evangeline had been so devastated at the funeral, and it made her heart ache even more.

If Mr. Foster knew you were beating yourself up over him, he'd be so upset. Evie, everyone goes through birth, aging, sickness, and death. It's just the way life is. It's not your fault, okay?" Roslyn's words gently prodded the tenderest part of

image of Cole's contented smile in his final moments flashed before her. Maybe for him,

finally lifted, but then Evangeline's thoughts

take on

mulling over

two people who

it official, something was missing. She wanted to help

hardly knew what to say. "Look... Evie, you know you can't just decide who you fall for, but I swear, there's no

feeling all

up,

could not guess her thoughts. However, if it came down to choosing between a guy and her best friend, she would pick her

Evangeline cut her off. "Roslyn, 10 really want you and Uncle Yale to

just