She hadn't slept all night.
So when Sophie Keaton came looking for her the next day, she was still asleep.
Meanwhile, Preston Keaton, after being busy for so many days, was enjoying a rare day of leisure. He was sipping tea slowly in the living room when he glanced up, his tone cool as he spoke.
"She's not awake yet. Come back this afternoon."
Evelyn Grant's internal clock usually woke her at eight. For her to still be asleep, there could only be one reason.
Sophie Keaton muttered a few words and turned to leave.
'My brother used to be so self-disciplined,' she thought. 'But now that he has a wife, he has no self-control at all.'
'I can't even imagine how tough things will be for Evelyn during the honeymoon.'
She clicked her tongue and shook her head. Just then, she ran into Henry Sterling, who gently took her hand and said in a warm voice, "Come for a walk with me."
Today was also the day Evelyn Grant's friends arrived on the island.
