MENABehind me, the door banged open. Two maids walked in carrying my things from the car and placing them on the bed, and Mom was right behind them."Mena!" she hissed. "Jude is here. Come downstairs quickly!"I didn't tell her that her husband asked me to stay here and wait for him. Instead, I followed her to the staircase, where Jude and his father were downstairs. They seemed to be having a tense conversation of some kind, but they fell silent once we approached."Jude," my mother said in that low, fake sweet voice of hers, "this is my daughter, Mena. She's so excited to meet you! She asked me a million and one questions about you on our drive here!"Jude slides his sunglasses from the bridge of his nose to the top of his head. His hair was thick, dark brown, and wavy. His eyes were blue, too, but they were an even frostier shade than his father's. From a distance, they would look white.His voice was deep and velvety with a hint of humor as he asked, "Is that so?"I blushed and w
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