Athilda's pov
I was certain they saw Enzo kiss me. I even counted a few seconds, waiting for someone to say something. But no one mentioned it. Instead, they started talking about something else entirely.
"I think the president's son is interested in you, Ath," Auntie said from the front seat, glancing back at me with a little smile.
"Yes, Ma'am. Earlier, he could not stop staring at you, like he fell in love at first sight. Ma'am, my dream is to date an engineer," my sister Jenny added while carrying a sleeping Vivienne in her arms.
"You can have him," I teased, pointing my lips in her direction.
"Ma'am, come on. Someone like that would never notice me. He is way too handsome," she laughed, shaking her head.
"I will set you up with someone, Jenny. Do not worry," Auntie said warmly. Jenny was already in her thirties, but she still did not have a husband or even a boyfriend.
