- Allison's POV"Yes, but only for him," I say and she agrees.We go back to the table and Mom looks at me suspiciously but doesn't say anything. A minute later the bitch comes back to the table. Desserts are served and I order a piece of chocolate tart, Oliver orders pudding, tart, and ice cream and to top it off he steals a piece of my tart, when we finally finish eating I feel relieved, dinner is over and since everyone has to work tomorrow no one will be staying late."You could come home with us." Oliver's mother says goodbye to him."As long as she's there, I'm not going," Oliver says, rolling his eyes at Maitê."Son, you won't last long in that hotel, let's go home so Mom can take care of you, I bet your things must be a mess." Mrs. Veronica says."I've sorted everything out, I'm getting by, as I said I won't go home until she's gone," Oliver says resolutely."Allison could go with us too, but she certainly won't want to," Mom says, looking at me and then at Oliver."Dona Sarah
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