14 Meeting his family

Marilyn’s POV "You should figure it out." I left the room with a flounce. Alejandro went after me, he hated that I was making things difficult. He gripped my arms when I got to the living room. I snapped my head to look at him with anger visible on my face. "'Stop making this hard, tell me what your name is." He said, looking into my eyes. I shook my head disappointedly. "Marilyn!" I shouted and pushed him away. "That's it if you care to know." I hissed and left the living room, I walked into the garage with numbness in my heart, I was too sad to think that Alejandro didn't know my name. Was he serious or was he playing games with me? They got into the car, and I turned to the other side, I glanced at the road through the mirror in the passenger's seat, I didn't want to start a conversation with Alejandro, he didn't always talk to me though. "When you get there, you should be composed, and act right." He said, but I didn't respond to him. I pretended not to hear what he had sai