|| Arabella ||

I had never scrubbed my hair harder than this day. I shampooed my hair again and again until the neon green color came off.

It was the day of Thanksgiving. I didn't want to look like a broccoli. Apparently, Theo and Wyatt shared the same feeling.

Also, it was decided that the dinner would take place at our apartment.

At the moment, Wyatt was out to meet Coral and to give her support since she was going to have dinner with her not-so-great dad. Ian would drop by around three.

So, Theo and I were chatting about random things while preparing the feast.

"You know, you could...