Tristan Michelson
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“Can Nicole come over for Thanksgiving?”
I dragged my gaze away from my food and pinned it on Lily. Lily never asked for permission to bring Nicole into my house. She just informed me that she had a daughter who would move in with us after she graduated. She never asked me for permission concerning anything, so why the hell was she asking if her daughter, who still had a room in my house, could come over for Thanksgiving?
“Mmh?” She prompted. “Let me know so she can make other plans if not.”
A scoff left my lips before I could even stop it. “Since when do you need my permission to invite Nicole?”
Lily shrugged and pretended her food was the most interesting thing in front of her. “I have to ask these questions since we’re not in a real marriage. I don’t want to
