Dafne White's POV
Grace is driving and doesn’t stop sighing.
“Are you going to tell me what’s wrong? You know I chose you over Logan,” she laughs.
“How was that? Repeat it, Daf. Why choose?” I sigh.
“Whatever, just tell me what’s going on. I’m so confused. You told me you were with Marco, but now it turns out you weren’t, yet you were laughing and talking at dinner. Are you okay or what?” she groans, frustrated.
“I’m not okay at all, Daf. I stupidly thought I had been with Elias Marco, but that wasn’t the case.”
“Why did you say you were, if it didn’t happen?” she asks, parking the car at the house.
“Agh, Daf! Because someone lied to me and told me it was him, and since I didn’t know what he looked like, I fell for it. Stupid me! You texted me that Marco would come for the car, and
