![]() ![]() She hurried to catch up to my dad, seeming more than happy to finish her workout early. I have to get dinner started anyway.” While I was busy dying from her use of the word boyfriend, she hopped off the elliptical. “We can keep an eye on you from the kitchen. “Of course! You go ahead and talk to your boyfriend, Ella,” she squealed. “Won’t we, ladies?” His blatant desperation for me to talk to someone-even a stranger from the Internet-was as embarrassing as Anastasia’s outburst. We’ll give you some privacy.” He glanced at both Jennifer and Juliette. “Look, thanks for giving me your phone number, but maybe this is a bad time.” My dad scrambled to his feet, waving his hands at me. I think that was only because I was still in so much shock. “Sorry about that.” “It’s okay.” It was definitely not okay. “Welcome to my life,” I said with a sigh of defeat. ![]() ![]() “Ella?” Cinder asked when things got quiet. ![]()
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