their wedding breakfast on Sunday morning but wouldnât have dreamed of declining. Sheâd grown close to many of the Archers since Alex died, and of course sheâd been quite close with him before that.
She was able to think of him now without the searing pain in her chest. It had eased into a dull ache, a bittersweet memory that would forever tug at her heart.
His death had been shocking to everyone, and no one more than her. For nearly a year, heâd enlisted her professional assistance to first purchase the abandoned monastery just outside Ribbon Ridge and then set up a trust for his siblings to renovate it in the event of his death. She never imagined he was contemplating suicide. Heâd always been upbeat and charming, a more mellow version of his twin brother, Liam.
She hadnât met any of the other Archers until after Alex killed himself. It had been a rude introduction to the family with whom heâd expected her to work so closely. Sheâd been pissed at him for a long time. Pissed and sad.
She knocked on the front door, and Emily answered. The matriarch of the family, Emily was petite and blonde, a combination of pixie and firecracker. Sheâd been devastated by her sonâs suicide, which had only contributed to Aubreyâs anger at Alex. He had two loving parents, and heâd completely crushed them. What Aubrey wouldnât have given for caring, supportive parents like Rob and Emily.
âGood morning, Aubrey!â Emily embraced her in a quick hug. âYouâre alone? Whereâs your date from last night?â
Aubrey didnât realize her invitation was plus one, but she wouldnât have brought him anyway. Theyâd only been on a few dates, and this seemed like an intimate event for close friends and family.
Aubrey smiled at Emily. âItâs just me.â
That ought to make Liam happy. Heâd spent the rest of the wedding receptionâafter their kissâscowling at her before disappearing for the night. Sheâd wondered where heâd gone but decided she was better off not knowing.
Emily moved across the entryway and looked at Aubrey over her shoulder. âYou know you can come in the back doorâyouâre practically family.â Sheâd invited Aubrey to do that several times now, but for some reason, Aubrey couldnât bring herself to make that leap.
She blamed her ongoing thing with Liam. Or maybe the fact that she still felt like an outsider and probably always would. She wasnât an Archer, she wasnât ever going to be an Archer, and at some point she might actually like to close the book on one of the saddest, most challenging chapters of her life. She was ready to move on, at least in terms of her love life.
She followed Emily into the great room. The reception decorations were still up, and the gifts had been assembled into a pile in front of the windows. Alaina came forward to meet her. âThanks for coming, Aubrey.â
Aubrey wasnât sure sheâd ever get used to the worldâs most famous actress hugging her, but who was she to complain? Alaina was just as real and friendly as the Archersâshe fit right in with them. That sheâd captured the heart of Evan, who had Aspergerâs syndrome, warmed Aubreyâs heart. Alex had worried about him and hoped heâd find someone.
She could only imagine what Alex would say if he could be here now: Holy shit, Alaina Pierce? Well done, Evan!
âHow are you today, feeling like an old married woman?â Aubrey asked as she pulled back from the hug.
Alaina chuckled. âOld married pregnant woman, for sure. Iâll be really happy when this morning sickness is done. Although whomever called it âmorningâ sickness was a moron, because I deal with this nausea all day sometimes. Bleh.â She made a face, but nothing she did could detract from her radiant beauty.
âIt should pass soon, right?â
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