Chapter 12

Jacob POV

“I absolutely love it here. Don’t you just love it here?” Nancy ask no one in particular.

Conversations with her are awkward and one-sided. Not like she notices—most of the time she’s talking about herself or her friends, neither of which I have any interest in.

And yet, here we are.

She’s been flaunting me around town like some kind of rag toy as soon as news spread that we’re engaged. Yes, I have a fiancé now. Am I happy? No, but that’s the price you pay for being a Collin.

“Jacob, you haven’t touched your food, sweetie,” she harps.

I look over at her plate, and she’s hardly eaten a thing. It’s just a bunch of leaves and salad dressing.

“So, I’ve been thinking about where we should have the wedding. Your grandmother suggested we do it at the estate in the Hamptons. What do you think?” she asks again, not really asking at all.

“Sure, whatever you want, Nancy,” I say, trying to feign interest.

“You’re not listening to a thing I’m saying. This is your wedding, too. Also, we h