chapter 22

Bailey's POV.

The arrangement was so displeasing to me. Miguel sat close to me and Uncle Grey had to sit beside Tiffany. I pouted my lips in annoyance. I didn't want to sit here. I wasn't comfortable seeing Uncle Grey with that woman.

"Here's your popcorn" Miguel lips curved into his usual charming smile that didn't really excite me today.

Miguel called my name softly out of his little pink lips"Bailey"

I jerked out of my reverie and smiled a little at him, he placed the bag of popcorn on my lap and I held on to it, he gave me a bottle of juice.

"Thanks, Miguel" I appreciated half heartedly.

My eyes still diverted to my right side where Uncle Grey and Tiffany were seated. I saw a large smile on his face and it made me annoyed. He only used to smile at me. Deep inside, I wondered where they knew each other from.

The big screen suddenly shone brightly, it still didn't distract me from gawking at both of them. The worst part was that Uncle Grey did not care to spare me a glance, he