26

Sofia.

Letting out a sigh of relief after I hung up on Nial, I recollected my composure and that I had company taking a swift glance at Ivana not wanting to make the situation bizarre.

Than it was already.

"Soo-" I stretched the word not finding anything to spike up a conversation with her.

"What's your favorite rapper?"

I mentally backhanded myself in the face at the ridiculous question.

But seeing the look on my face, Ivana laughed heartily, her smooth laugh practically dissipating my nervous and timid self and giving me space to make up for my idiotic icebreakers.

Gosh, I needed socializing classes. If they were a thing.

"I honestly don't have one, it's hard to pick," she rolled her eyes playfully, "Ahat's yours?" She answered with a soft giggle, her accent still prominent.

"J.cole," I replied curtly.

"Cool. So, who are you to my cousins?" She inquired curiously after a few minutes of awkward silence.

Shit.

"I-uh-I'm their-" my stuttering was being cut off when Anastasia walked int