*Lena*

“Lexi drank a whole bottle,” Mom said happily as she squeezed my shoulders, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror.

“No way! I didn’t think she would!” I sighed with relief as I reached for a makeup brush and blush, watching as Mom padded across the room to gaze out of the window at the front garden. “Who fed her? Xander?”

“No, not Xander. She broke his heart, I think. She’s ...