Evil Enemy (Saint View Strip, #1)

by Elle Thorpe

“Did she ever come around to accepting it?” He stared at me with hopeful eyes. He was putting himself in my shoes. My mother had never come around. Sure, I’d been invited back for family dinner, but things had never been the same between us. Some words, once spoken out loud, couldn’t be taken back. But I couldn’t bear to break Dylan’s heart. I couldn’t be the one to tell him that leopards didn’t change their spots. I doubted with every fiber of my being that his parents would ever accept him the way he wanted them to. “Sure. She came around. Everything is good now.”