Izzy could barely resist the urge to kiss and hug Margaux tightly as she suddenly pulled her away from Carl without a word. It was as if she was escaping Carl's probing questions about her and Seth.
Izzy knew this moment wouldn’t last long. Later, when Carl had the chance again, he would probably ask her the same questions. Still, she was grateful. At least this gave her a moment to think about what she would say to her best friend, just in case.
"How long have you and Uncle Seth known each other, Izzy?"
Izzy bit her lip tightly as she remembered Carl's question. She knew she could lie to Carl, but how long would that work?
Her thoughts were racing, so much so that she didn't realize Margaux had already led her to a table. A few strangers sat there, likely around her and Margaux's age.
