Chapter 34

Tall and clumsy, Christian Johnson, the cousin that the whole family is ashamed to assume as a relative, has just cooled the plan that had everything to be perfect with his stupid question.

All heads turn to me, and I get mute. The lie we told my mother was so lame that I don't have the courage to repeat it out loud. In my defense, I wasn't expecting a party. If I had known that I would find half of my family gathered to crucify me, I wouldn't even have dared to open my mouth.

"Dean is Hunter's best friend," I joke a little. "When Hunter had problems with his cell phone number, he passed his friend's contact, and my mother got confused between the two. My fiancé has always been Hunter!”

I don't even convince the elderly lady sitting in the corner of the couch. My grandmother analyzes Hunter's physiognomy, squeezing her eyes enlarged by the immense prescription glasses.

"Did you change your fiancé, dear? "She asks.

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