Chapter 10: The Boutique

He didn't talk to me about it. He left the country instead. "Mr. Marchetti departed at five this morning," Hollis said over breakfast. "Two weeks. He asks that you and Lily enjoy the house." "He just — left?" Hollis, who I had learned was the worst liar in the northern hemisphere, examined the ceiling. Later I found out what was in the text he'd sent his doctor at four a.m. I can't be near her before the wedding. If I stay, I'll lose control. Nine days out, they closed an entire couture...