Don't Be A Stranger

{ARMANDO}

I know I have enough shit lining up waiting for the right to come up, but I feel bad for Blake. What he said to me earlier in his room makes me want to punch Amelia right in the face. 

Whatever it is that I feel for this woman is nowhere near hatred. The way she is holding Blake's hand on the table, you might think she is the best wife anyone would ask for. Son of a bitch.

Well, dinner went well, and now we are waiting for dessert. The dessert Brent went to pick from the kitchen with the twins, I don't want to think about Brent and what he might be doing with the twins.

Do they know?

Apparently, this dinner is for Maya, who has been stealing glances at me throughout dinner. Don't worry about how I know this. I still don't know why this night is for her, and I haven't gotten around to asking.

It is not like I can raise my hand and ask. I glance at Nadia when I hear her saying, "stop it."