Chapter 11

_Herley’s POV_

It was finally time for the dinner with Atlas’ family. I haf smoothened out my dress for the millionth time that night though there was no crease in it.

I was just that nervous.

From the moment Atlas had told me about it, I wondered if they would like me.

Would they be like George's family and try to make me feel less? Or worse, how would they react to Batya?

“Remember we have to act like we are are truly in love. My family is really perceptive, so don't make them suspect anything,” Atlas said, placing his hand on my shoulders.

He stood behind me, staring at me from the mirror.

“And you look really beautiful tonight. Relax, they would love you,”

I could hear the sincerity in his voice and I tried to relax.

It didn't sound as if he was lying to me just to calm my nerves.

“Mommy," Batya called, running into the room.

Atlas and I turned out attention to her as she ran to us.

“Uncle Bren said to tell you that Grandma has arrived," She said and I turned to Atlas.

Bren had use