I'll argue with Dad, that's what I had in mind until the auction time came. We were greeted by a fancy red carpet in the function hall where the event will take place. With tight security, even a member of the media, no one entered.
"No alcohol, please," Desmond whispered as he walked over to me.
I nodded, a little nervous to see Ezra's parents. We went there to pay our respects.
"Arev, Anassa," Desmond slightly bowed his head for respect.
"Uncle, Aunt ..." I bowed my head, too.
"I thought you were grounded, Ameira?"
I heard a loud bang in my chest. I looked at Uncle nervously. Desmond patted my waist. I gasped and was about to answer when Ezera answered first.
"She was, Pápa. But don't worry, we will apologize to Uncle."
