ODETTE’s POV.

As soon as I hear what she said, anger envelopes me and the urge to slap Zach hard across the face surge through me. How did he even get here? I didn’t send him an invitation so how dare he? How could he be so shameless to show his face here? 

A lot of “how could he” is going in my head as I clench my jaw together.

“How did he even get in here?” I walk to the door where Malachi is still standing, “I don’t remember sending him an invitation”

“Calm down baby” Malachi turns to me, “remember you don’t need any stress right now”

“He...