Zoey’s POV:
“How’s your date went mom?” Lily asked me as she removed her shoes and placed them on the shelves and made her way toward me and sat next to me on the couch.
“How’s your test went lily?” I asked her.
If she didn’t have a month-end test in her math, she would stay home and witness the things me and Mr. Mafia did.
“Mom, please tell me. Enzo also didn’t pick up any of my texts.”
“Sorry lily, my phone died” Mr. Mafia said as he closed my room door behind him as he buttoned up his shirt.
Lily's eyes widened as she looked between me and Mr. Mafia back.
Oops.
“Oh my god, enzo, why are you still here?” she asked, looking at Mr. Mafia who turned to look at me, raising his brows.
I motioned my eyes toward Lily to say it if you could.
As he stood silent, lily turned to see me
