Chapter 27: Good acting

“Lena’s parents are here,” he whispered and she noticed them. Lena’s parents, both dressed in black, approached them with smiles plastered on their faces. For some reason, their choice of black annoyed Anya. She wondered if they thought they were coming for a funeral. “Anya, Daniel, you both look wonderful,” Lena’s mother exclaimed, her voice dripping with honey so sickeningly sweet, Anya wanted to drop the jar. This woman had always frowned at her friendship with Lena, yet she was being nice now? Even if she swore that she did not know anything about what was going to happen tonight, Daniel and Anya would not believe it. “Thank you, Monica,” Anya replied, her smile stiff and strained. “You look lovely as well.” Lena’s father nodded in agreement, his eyes sweeping over them both with a critical gaze. He was always a man of little words, but Anya was convinced it was not from refraining to speak, but having nothing important to say. With a forced smile, Anya nodded, and they made t