Charles’ POV
I am on my way to Davida’s mansion with a boxed gift at the back of the car. The driver drives smoothly while I rest my arm on the door. My thoughts are about Alma. She seemed like she was excited to go for Maria’s birthday with me. So why the hell did she suddenly decide to sit this one out? It doesn’t sit right with me, but I shake the thought off. Right now, I have to focus.
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