During dinner, Echo talked all about her shopping trip. She described the dresses she’d picked out with so much excitement that I was eager to see them. She also went on about the stylist and her master. I realized, Victor couldn’t properly marry Echo. He smiled and listened without so much as a twinge.
Technically, they were already married from the bite, but that wasn’t the same. I wondered if Echo wanted to get married the traditional way. I knew my parents would want a wedding. I felt like I should bring it up at some point, but decided it would be better used next time Echo needed a distraction.
When we were done with the meal, Echo and Jean-Claude cleaned up. She told me she needed to work on her laundry and that I could help, if I wanted. I shook my head. I needed to talk to Vic
