Chapter 105

• Alicia’s POV
• ​On the drive back to Rosalina's apartment building, my brain was practically exploding with a thousand crazy questions! I desperately wanted to turn around, grab Rosalina by her shoulders, and grill her about everything—why on earth Uncle Vesper was carrying her like a fragile princess, why she looked like she'd seen a ghost, and what the heck was really going on with Jordan.
• ​Unfortunately for me, Uncle Vesper's broad, intimidating frame was sitting right up front in the driver's seat, his razor-sharp eyes watching us through the rearview mirror.