Sixty Three

"Tia, Tio." Rhysand greeted the two middle-aged who were looking at us with a smile.

There were absolutely no condescending glances from them at me, no one looking at me like they had a lot of questions in their heads. They really looked at me like I wasn't Jordan's ex-girlfriend who turned to another Millero.

“Finally you two have come,” Jasmine Millero looked at us alternately with her shady smile, and it really was very sweet. I swallowed heavily under the weight of the kind gaze she had for me. "Nice to see you again, Amanda."

I forced a smile on my lips behind the roar in my heart. "Nice to see you again, Mrs Millero." I don't know what to call her. Last time she didn't object to any calls from me so, yeah, I think that's the right call for her.

Jasmine Millero smiled, this time it was different. Her gaze was so withered, as if there was a regret there. "Are you all right, Amanda?"

I nodded.

"I'm grateful for that."

"We're sorry, we're really sorry about what happened to Jordan.