Chapter Twenty-Six

There was pin-drop silence. No one did anything but stare at my necklace. For a minute, I thought the necklace was a dead giveaway that I was Mabel’s relative-well that was if the resemblance failed to alert them.

“It looks ok, nothing interesting.” Lucia said with an eye roll. “Let me guess, you bought it at an old, boring antique store for a dollar or something?”

This one held a lot of Hector’s snobby attitude that I have been made to deal with for weeks. If this was not a family dinner table filled with people Hector cherish a lot, I would’ve said a good comeback.

“Um… yeah.” I replied and the tension in the room slowly died down. I could visibly see Hector exhale. The buzzing was back and I slowly put away the necklace and dug into my food.

“So Hermione.” Emilio started and I already dreaded what he was going to say next. “How did you and Bernardo meet?”

“Bernardo?” I turned to Hector with a look of shock and he had his face squeezed facing the ceiling. Dying internally. This