"No, it's not for Rora but for a new friend which I made recently. Don't worry, you will get to meet him soon. He is such a nice soul," Giavanna beamed at Stacy before she swerved and strolled away.
"Young Miss has made a new friend?" Stacy murmured while gazing at Giavanna's back.
Twenty minutes later, Giavanna was in her bedroom dressing up when Xander slid into her room.
Although she saw him through the dressing mirror in her front she acted as if she didn't.
She ignored him and continued with what she was doing. And Xander was smart enough not to voice a conversation with the lady who was obviously avoiding him.
He bid his time hoping that the right time would arrive.
"Let me help you with that," Xander offered to help Giavanna, seeing her struggle to pull the zip of her white dress.
"You don't…" Giavanna paused what she wanted to say when she realised that Xander was a few steps from where she sat.