Chapter 26

Five minutes into the meal, Brooke began to start another conversation with me. God. . . What did she want now? “Do you have a boyfriend Talia?”
“I have a fiancé.”
Brooke raised her eyebrow. I caught her exchanging looks with Cybele. “I think that’s a wee bit different.” She laughed lightly, trying to make sense of what I just said. “Sounds the same to me,” I said with a shrug. Admittedly, the chicken tasted marvelous so I gnawed on it, not minding the two who...