VIVIANS POV
I walk into the bakery to teodore sitting at the round table what we wait at every day. I sigh in defeat of the sight of no Matteo.
"No Matteo huh." I chuckle. "Nope" teodore gives a sympathetic look. I'm guessing he's also Been taking care of that brat.
"Before we talk about it, what has that mole rat told you about this? What names has he called Aria yet-" I go on waiting to here all the things he was saying before teodore cut me off.
