CHAPTER 20

The ride to my house was awkward and silent with neither Connor nor I making any effort to strike up a conversation. When we reached the front of my apartment, Connor still did not look at me and instead, kept his eyes fixed on the road. "Mom is inviting you to the house tomorrow for a two-person dinner. She wants to spend time with you." Connor informed me and I felt a little nervous at the idea of being alone with his almighty mother, having dinner. What if she poisoned me in the privacy of her study room and buried my body in her creepy old lady's garden yard? "Okay." I simply replied and turned my eyes to the small apartment that housed two run-away orphaned girls. "Don't you think people might grow suspicious though?" I broke the silence again after a few seconds, my eyes still fixed on our road-facing apartment. "In our fake story, she is your ex. You shouldn't be seen with her. Or worse, with your jacket over her body." I was only saying this out of jealousy. I was sure I wa