جميع فصول : الفصل -الفصل 33

Allera’s POV I don’t know why my legs carried me out of the villa. I shouldn’t even have done that, or considered the strange text for one second. But my body knew who it was even though his number wasn’t saved. And my feet knew where to carry me to. Excusing myself from Carter was easy. Cynthia came up to him and lured him with wine and dance. Using that opportunity, I slipped away. After getting the largest coat I could find, I made my way outside. Devon’s car is the first thing that surprises me. I expected something over the top and flashy. Instead I find a simple sleek, black car. Quiet in the way that truly expensive things are. But upon closer inspection, I find it’s a Panamera. The car I’ve always wanted to have. Simple yet luxurious.That automatically earns him a point in my good books. His promise of gelato is too interesting to give up. I tell myself I should indulge in the delacies of the land because I’ll be gone tomorrow. Really it’s just an excuse to be close

Allera’s POVGrandma Hale set me up for failure!“Grandma! Where are you please?!” I can’t recognize my voice because of how fucking scared I sound right now. All around me; everyone is in equal states of distress. Phone calls going left right and center, a dozen voices overlapping each other, and poor Ashley, grandma Hale’s assistant, pacing behind me like a scared mother hen. “Allera sweetie?” Grandma Hale’s calm voice sounds windy. “What’s the matter?”“The matter?! You…you left me a dying gallery!” “Whatever do you mean by dying?” She laughs, her signature nostalgic laugh but one I don’t have the energy for right now. “Rosen Gallery is dying, grandma. The accounts are a total mess, we haven’t had any profitable shows in literal months and don’t get me started on the vultures waiting to feast on our corpse!”“I’m sure you can handle everything, Allera. You’ve always been the one with the sensible head! There’s nothing you can’t fix, no?”I bite my lip till it bleeds, glaring at