FIFTEEN | Kissing Mr. Alfonso!

[LIZZY]

“Where is she?” I questioned Rose.

If you assumed I was just a tad irritated, let me enlighten you with the truth: I was burning hotter than a raging volcano, ready to erupt like a lightning bolt on a destructive spree. Oh yes, my friend, I was bloody freaking furious.

The moment I graced the office with my presence, a chorus of chatty maids caught my attention. At first, their words were a tangled mess, but as I inched closer, I caught the juiciest bits.

My ears drank in their gossip, while my eyes turned a shade of red that could rival a stop sign. I mean, seriously, talk about seeing red!

And there stood Rose, innocently arranging breakfast in the dining area. When she glanced my way, her expression morphed into a delightful mix of surprise and bewilderment. I can only imagine what she was thinking: “Uh-oh, someone’s inner volcano is about to erupt!”

“What are you blabbering about?” she casually inquired, going as far as to shrug her shoulders. Can you believe the aud