Erin's POV “Yes,” my sister hissed, “You haven’t bother returning my phone calls.” She held up a casserole bag, “I figured you two could use some food.” “Erin,” Rowan called out. “Who’s here?” “Willow,” I grit my teeth at the sound of Rowan’s voice. I was about to tell him to fuck off, and drive back home, but of course my goddamn sister shows up. “My favorite sister in law!” Rowan calls out with a chuckle, laying on the charm. “If you’re hungry, Rin just made some burnt spaghetti.” My expression soured at the nickname again. “I’d love some,” her eyes narrowed on mine, and I wanted to scream. I knew without a shadow of a doubt that Gabriel ran home and blabbed his big, stupid mouth about finding me at Finn’s. Knowing my lovely, bible-thumping sister, she’d go run her damn mouth to Rowan thinking she could save our marriage. She was just as disillusioned as my parents, which meant I was stuck here until she left. “I’m a bit surprised to see the two of you so casually
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