IVORY
As I listened to the words coming out of Alexander's mouth, my heart skipped a beat. His grandfather was coming over, and we had to pretend to be in love. It felt like a punch in the gut, a sudden wave of panic washing over me. He even has a grandfather?
And pretending to be in love? It sounded like something straight out of a cheesy rom-com, not my idea of a relaxing evening. But I couldn't exactly say no, could I? It was his family, after all.
It's been a week since my allergy incident. A full week of less drama, less Alexander and less mafia antics. It's been peaceful so far, but I don't think this peace is going to last long. Obviously.
Ava's father was buried four days ago at the cemetery. Ava as expected, is still grieving his death. I try as much as I can to always check
