40: Dangerous

CHRISTY:

My hand started to get cold.

After seeing how Everette’s mom looked at me, and how Clara hated me, it was enough to say I wouldn’t be going to their family dinner. Why would I pretend that I wanted to be there when in fact I did not? I was always not good at faking everything, especially when it comes to people.

And I was certain his Mom would only want his child and was only forced to ask me to join because I was Everette’s plus one.

“Kitten, Mom, and the rest of my family were already expecting us. The elders wanted to meet you.”

Was he certain his Mom was included? I did not think so.

“What’s the point of having that dinner?” To fake myself? To put myself on display for their judgments, I asked, stood, and went to look for a rug to clean the table. I put the peelings in the trash while shaking my head. I put up with going with him before because Poppy and Sebastian were there, waiting for us. But this so-called dinner? There was no Poppy. I would only put myself in an a