April 1st, Irene would never forget it. She would never forget the boyish grin Logan had had on his face after announcing his birthday. She would get him presents—it didn’t have to be a ‘thing’, right? Because she was broke. And she would not let Misa ruin his day.
But of course, it seemed to be too perfect to be true.
When they got home, Misa was already waiting for them behind the front door with her arms crossed over her chest. Ryo was standing behind her, rubbing his sleepy eyes. Based on their frustrated expressions, Irene assumed they had just had an argument. The moment Misa saw them walk in, she burst her ball of rage.
“Where have you been? It’s very, very late and you’re out with him!” she cried out. “Out of all people!”
Irene frowned. The woman before her was nuts. “Well, he’
