XLV

“We're finally here!” Carol squealed with glee, her loud voice echoing within the metallic walls of her car as she, together with Emerald seated on the passenger seat, drove down the streets of Lenox hill, Upper East Side of Manhattan. 

Beautiful and high-end mansions lined both sides of the road and from the rear view mirror, Emerald could see Jordan's car following closely behind them. She stifled a chuckle as she pictured his overly annoyed face when Carol had come to interrupt their moment in the room earlier, singing “Jordan and Emerald sitting on a tree, f-u-c-k-i-n-g,” in an exorbitantly shrill voice.

His annoyance had escalated when Carol had suggested that they all visit her house with the excuse of wanting to show Emerald her humble abode, as well as to introduce her to her husband, Leonardo. After seemingly hours of arguments between the two siblings, Emerald had agreed and Jordan had no choice but to