"Exactly, but fate can be a mix of good and bad luck," Lisa said cheerfully
Ariel and Damon meeting each other was definitely a stroke of bad luck, at least in the eyes of Damon's parents.
Lisas response made Ariel visibly uncomfortable. She lowered her head, avoiding our gaze, lost in her thoughts.
After dinner, Zoe suggested we start eating the cake, and Lisa nodded in agreement.
"Damon, I need to talk to you?" I said softly. I was not in the mood for cake, and I quickly pulled Damon aside.
"What's up?" Damon asked.
"I have to step out for a bit tonight, so I won't be having cake Can! borrow your car?" I checked the time on my phone. It was getting late
Damon quickly sensed something was off. He glanced at the others in the living room and asked me with a puzzled look, "Who was that on the phone earlier? Are you going to meet him?"
