Chapter 11: The Girlfriend Question
The fountain kept splashing.
The night breeze kept blowing.
Somewhere in the distance, a violin played softly.
Meanwhile, Ivy Collins was experiencing a complete system failure.
"Oh."
The beautiful woman smiled politely.
"I'm sorry."
Her gaze moved between them.
"Is this your girlfriend?"
Ivy's brain immediately left the chat.
Gone.
Disconnected.
No signal.
No service.
No thoughts.
Only panic.
The worst part?
The beautiful woman looked genuinely nice.
Which made it impossible to hate her properly.
A tragedy.
An absolute tragedy.
Asher opened his mouth.
Ivy opened hers too.
Neither spoke.
The woman waited.
The fountain continued existing.
Finally—
"No."
The answer came from both of them simultaneously.
Silence.
Then—
"We're
