ALICE
I folded my arms and stared at the dark night sky for a long time while trying to wrap my head around how crazy it was seeing Theodore Linden-Hawthorne around my family.
I still wasn't over it.
He came up behind me. I wasn't sure why, but I was too ashamed to whip my head around and look at him, so I waited for him to join my side. He stood right beside me, and in no time, the smell of his cigarette reached my nostrils.
There were so many things I wanted to say. Like why did he offer to fly me all the way here, and why the hell he told my mother we were engaged.
I shook my head and felt his eyes on me right away. Without looking at him, I asked, "Don't you have anything better to do? Or anyplace to be?"
"No. Perks of being rich."
"Is that a jab at my poverty, Mr. Linden-Haw
