Mikael leaned on his dark blue Lamborghini Aventador S under fluffy clouds of the afternoon sky. Hands in his pockets, he stared disdainfully at the residential house up the hill. It has been nearly 15 minutes since he got here but, even now, he contemplated running away.
It was so obvious what Eve planned for this baby shower. From his little knowledge, he knew most showers only have women—so why was he invited?
Because Rose would also be attending. They hadn't talked in months and she seemed hellbent to seem unaffected by what happened. Well, two people could play that game.
The thought lasted a second before Mikael realized he was too tired to keep up appearances hence why he wanted to leave.
The only problem with that was no one would believe any excuse he'd come up with.
"Mikael?"
'Speak of the devil…' Mikael muttered in his head. He shifted his focus towards the opposite direction of the Hathaway Residence.
