Angelo had dropped her home and gone back to his father's house saying he had some work due to being completed. Alexis knew he wanted her to question him about his whereabouts but she didn't. She nodded in return to the information he offered and said goodbye and then walked inside the house. Alexis had no right to question the man at least in her eyes till she was married to him which was in a matter of days now.
She went up the stairs and towards her room. Agatha was already there with her nightsuit out. Changing into it, she left her skincare for tonight and went to bed.
Alexis wanted to cry for how her mother had behaved. She wanted to yell at her too but she didn't. Angelo was right, her motherhood was to be questioned and not the courage of a thirteen-year-old. Unable to sleep she went downstairs to the kitchen and warmed some milk for herself. She poured it in a mug and walked back to her bedroom. She lazily sat in her ned and sipped it.
