EMILY’S POV.

The dinner was an intense one for me, with the family not wasting time to hint at me not being good enough, especially the children.

In fact, the adults hinted at Katie being the better option, by complimenting her beauty, smooth skills, eloquence, and calmness, although they never said it out loud that they were comparing her to me.

It was what I ought to know since I wasn’t a fool.

“Katie’s so sweet with the knife.” Derel said, staring at her in awe, as she cut up a ...