Alex's POV.

“Marry her, Alex.” My mom said. “Yelena. The two of you would be lovely together. You were so close once.”

“Yeah,” I muttered, “when we were children.”

I glanced over at that moment Vivienne wondering what her reaction would be. She was standing off to the side, quietly looking down at the floor. She didn’t say anything, but I could tell she’d heard every word.

My mom still didn’t know who Vivienne was and I would like to keep it that way. If she had so much ...