Chapter 24

After a couple of minutes into our food, Grandpa Chris spoke up asking me,

“How do you both meet, Callie?”

Both I and Sterling exchanged a surprised look. We haven't thought about that. So we don't have any plan on what to say.

I raised my gaze to see the couples staring at us expectantly for our response. His grandmother had a narrowed gaze at me.

This was unavoidable. I exchanged a look with Sterling, hoping he would be the first one to talk. But he didn't seem like he would respond.

So, I let out a deep breath.

“We met at the mall,”

“We met at an art exhibition,” both I and Sterling chorused and the two couples looked at us with quirked brows.

I couldn't blame them. Both of our simultaneous answers were contradicting.

I exchanged a suppressed annoyed look with Sterling. He shrugged a shoulder and then plastered a sweet smile on his face. And I felt like hitting him in the face. But I held myself back.

“I actually first saw Callie at a mall,” he spoke up before I could say an