#Chapter111

AMELIA POV

After we're done eating and Alexander puts the plates in the washing machine we get to talking.

"What are you going to wear on Friday, I think we should wear the same colours." I suggest.

"Friday?" He drags his attention off the tv and looks at me "what's on Friday?"

I slap his arm playfully "don't joke with me."

"I don't know what's happening on Friday." He admits.

"It's the ABAB." I say the short form.

"The what?"

"American Business Associates Banquet." I say slowly, hoping it'll ring a bell.

"Oh that." He relaxes a little and so do I now that I know he knows what...