Anya turned to me, raising an eyebrow. “Good afternoon to you too, sunshine.”
I ignored her, my eyes fixed on Ethan.
He leaned back in his chair, stretching his arms as he spoke. "I'm only spending the night. I'll be gone by tomorrow."
I rolled my eyes so hard they almost fell out of my skull.
Anya, oblivious to my growing annoyance, took another sip of her coffee. “Oh, come on, Camila. He’s been great company. You could learn a thing or two from him about morning manners.”
I nearly choked. Morning manners?
This man terrorized my emotions last night, and now he was sipping coffee and charming my aunt like he was some kind of polite guest?
Unbelievable.
I sighed, pinching the bridge of my nose. “Anya, don’t you have, like…work to do?”
She waved a dismissive hand. “Nah. Sunda
