Eve paced inside the restroom. She checked each stall before making her call. Although she wasn't wearing contacts today and was technically not posing as Evangeline, the chances were that people would still perceive her as such—especially with Ambryan around.
Once the coast was clear, she dialled the most familiar number she has ever known.
"Hello, you've reached Andie Summers, future Mrs. Jarrett Calhoun."
Eve scrunched her nose, "Ew, please don't let that be your voicemail."
"But it is one way to spread the word that I am engaged," Andie pointed out. She sat on the couch with her feet up, eating from a bowl of cereal on her knees. "A bit more creative than just posting it on social media. Plus my old relatives don't use the internet and remain old-fashioned."
"Do they even call you?"
