Georgia's Pov
I was in my shared bedroom with Michael, trying not to be curious about what he and that woman, Sylvia, could be talking about.
I was still very irritated by how she had reacted to me, which was by completely ignoring me, as well as how Michael didn't even bother to introduce her properly before dragging her away to speak in private.
The lady didn't even for a second spare me a glance, and when our eyes happened to meet briefly, she simply stared at me like I was the most irritating thing she had ever seen.
It took a lot out of me not to ask her if she had a problem with me, and now I was waiting to see if Michael would come to this room and be sensible enough to at least tell me who she was.
After sitting by myself for almost half an hour, the door came open, and M
