conversation then shifted to lighter topics, until it gradually shifted back to Nivera and Alejandro,
“By the way, how did the family dinner go last night?” She inquired and Nivera groaned.
“Terrible. Alejandro went with me, and it ended with him puncing one of my family members.”
“He did that?” Zabelle gasped and Nivera nodded. “But he’s not the type to go around punching someone if they don’t deserve it.”
“Well,” Nivera began, as a grin appeared on her face. “You’re right about that. It was my sister’s husband who misbehaved with me. He insinuated that I was a slut and Alejandro punched him.”
“Oh. I’m so sorry to hear that,” Zabelle apologized.
“Why are you apologizing, you’re not the one who called me a slut,” Nivera shook her head in amusement.
“Still. Didn’t your sister say anything in your defence?”
“We have a lot in common and one of those things include having shitty sisters,” Nivera shrugged casually.
“She’s a fool,” Zabelle hissed and Nivera chuckled.
“It’s cute when you try,” she told Zabelle.
“But speaking of shitty sisters, yours is probably loving the whole scandal. She looks like someone who’s always waiting for you to fall apart.
“She is. She thrives on it.”
“Well, screw her.”
“And screw your sister!” Zabelle repeated which made the two women burst into laughter.
They stopped laughing when they heard the sound of footsteps approaching them.
And in seconds, Antonio and Alejandro appeared in the living room, their expressions more composed than before.
“Everything all good?” Nivera asked and Alejandro nodded.
Meanwhile, Zabelle’s eyes fell on Antonio, and her thoughts took her back to those photos of him she had seen.
Why did he look at her like that, and why was her heart fluttering over the fact that he did?
