Nova
During the entire dinner, his phone kept vibrating. “So Nova, how has the first week living with Killian been?” Camille asked.
“It’s actually perfect; he stays away from me and minds his own business, so I love it.”
“I see. And Tanya?” She asked in a tone; I knew she wasn't just asking out of curiosity. That was why she asked me to marry him, to keep the leech away.
“I haven't met anyone named Tanya.” I lied, and I saw the look he gave me. A few seconds later, Pascal walked in. Followed by Tanya.
“Killian?” "Tanya," she said, her voice soft and sweet. Camille sat up straight.
“Killian, I asked one thing of you.” Camille said, her voice cold. He stood up and turned around, leading Tanya out.
“Was that the Tanya you mentioned?” I asked.
“Yes,” she said. I didn't ask any m
