The tires crunched over the gravel as we pulled up to the massive stone house—a vacation house of Alex’s family.
My palms were sweating against the leather seat. This wasn't just a weekend visit; it was the start of a family vacation with Alex's family, and… did I say it was my first time meeting the people who made Alex?
"Relax, Chloe," Alex said, reaching over to squeeze my hand. "They’re going to love you. My mom is a sweetheart, and my dad... well, he’s just a dad."
I tried to smile, but my stomach was doing backflips. We stepped out, and the front door opened. A woman with a warm, polished smile stepped out first.
"You must be Chloe!" she chirped in a sweet, loud voice, pulling me into a hug that smelled like expensive lilies. "I’m Martha, Alex’s mom. Alex has told us so much abou
