Aurora D’Angelo / Isla Smith
That man is infuriating!
I paced the living room, and Arline looked in my direction.
“Are you trying to leave a mark on the carpet?” she said.
I rolled my eyes at her.
“He is unbelievable!” I grunted.
She frowned.
“Who, Hun? I mean, I need a bit more context than that…” she said, shrugging casually as she popped a cheddar popcorn into her mouth.
"Ashton Varnat,” I said, and she shrugged again.
“That name tells me zero information,” she said.
I huffed.
“The asshole from the bar?” I said.
She looked at me with amusement.
“NO!” She straightened her back while I slumped on a chair, bringing my knees close to my chest.
Of course, she yelled loud enough that Melody and Sage peeked out of their rooms.
“What is going on?” Sage asked, alarmed.
“We
