Chapter Eleven

      ‘’Oh my, you two are so adorable.’’ A tall woman with black hair that seemed to have lost its sheen gushed. Ella resisted the urge to roll her eyes for the umpteenth time, the woman was actually the third person to patronise them thinking they’re married and on their honeymoon.

    After so many attempt to correct the misunderstanding, Ella gave up and it irked her even more when Dylan confirmed smugly that they’re indeed on their honeymoon and that they had been robbed and left penniless when that was a pure white lie.

    But then again, considering the fact that they both looked like they’d descended from the Sahara after circling round the woods countless number of times until heaven had decided to have pity on them by point