LIZ'S POV
After the pasta date at Will's, it became even more difficult to not want to see him, to put him off and pretend that his existence did not matter to me. It became even more difficult to not spend time thinking about him before going to bed each night. And with these came the constant crave to see him.
I had gone past wanting to do what will be considered right. I wanted him, he made me happy. His company meant everything to me and I was not throwing that away for any reason. He was my step brother yet, the perfect guy for me.
Amma did not ask anything about him. She did not ask what we had talked about on the pasta date, she didn't ask if I had mentioned Jessica to him. I could not have even if I wanted to. I didn't want to ruin the time with him with the talk of an ex or a
