ALONDRA’S POV
“Come on, Alondra! Are you going to tell me what the hell happened back there? What did he say to you?” Andrea pestered me as I drove us home.
“Andrea, please shut the hell up. You’re bugging the s**t out of me right now,” I growled.
“Hey! Don’t get all pissy with me because the hot guy turned you down, okay?” I rolled my eyes and slammed on the breaks.
“Andrea, please. That’s enough. I don’t want to talk about it. It isn’t what you think it is, okay? Please, just let it go. I will explain it to you later. Just not right now. I need to speak to Aunt Faith.” Andrea looked as if she wanted to say more. Fortunately for me she didn’t.
When we arrived home, I hurried into the house, hoping that Aunt Faith was still awake. She usually stayed up late filling orders for her on
