The voice made me and Mia turn to look at the source, and it was as I thought. The guy I most want to avoid right now. Why is he here? Why is he standing there with a stern face, glaring at me and Mia? And what was that sentence just now? Confusing! Whose husband is he supposed to be? Definitely not mine!
“Troy! How did you get here?” Mia was surprised to see him and immediately asked, but instead of answering, he walked over and sat on the sofa next to me.
“Drove here,” he said after sitting down, then draped his arm over the back of the sofa behind me. So, I got up and moved to another sofa immediately. There's no way I'm playing the cliché of sitting next to him and then moving away until I'm stuck at the edge of the sofa, letting some random guy sit too close. That's outdated! If you
