Drama

Kristo

“Go ahead,” I replied, and a moment later, a very contrite-looking Cleo stepped around the corner. I wanted to shove her straight out the door, but I restrained myself.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing here?” I demanded, and she held her hands up as I got to my feet to close the door behind her.

“I’m here to apologize,” she told me. “Really. I know I fucked up, I did, but—”

“You nearly sank this whole thing with Amaya.” I shook my head. “Do you know that? You almost ruined everything with your big mouth.”

“I know.” She lowered her gaze to the ground. It was the least sassy I had ever seen her as an adult, and it was almost a little sad—or it would have been, had I not known what she had pulled.

“You know that Nonna came to the apartment yesterday, right?” I got to my feet and planted my hands on my waist, staring down at her. “And she basically took pieces out of me until I promised her she could plan the wedding?”

“Huh?” Cleo furrowed her brow. “What are you talking ab