CHAPTER FIFTY
ELLA’S POV
Rita is a complete freaking mess. She won’t stop pacing to and fro in her room, not saying a word. I’m waiting for her to calm down and tell me what’s going on. Exactly two minutes later, that actually happens.
“Ravi wants me to meet his family,” She stops pacing, “Tomorrow night,”
“And?” I’m quite confused by her reaction. She was supposed to pick me up after work but instead, she had called last minute to ask me to come over at her house instead. Adam had been quite enthusiastic about dropping me at her place.
She covers the distance between us, plopping down on the bed, fear written in her eyes, “Ravi is the sweetest, handsomest boy I’ve ever met,”
“Please don’t tell me you want to break up with him,” I point out, dread pretty much detectable in the thick
