"So, what were you discussing with my grandparents in my absence?" Athena turned to Ewan after a stretch of silence had dominated the car for a while.
Her eyes narrowed slightly, searching his face. "And don't say nothing, because I heard your lift of voices before you lot had gone quiet… must have heard my footsteps."
Ewan shrugged casually, though his gaze lingered on the road ahead. "Nothing much. We were just talking about your recent engagement with Antonio. You didn't inform them?"
Athena bashfully turned away, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear. "It was a secret affair. I had planned to tell them after the party tomorrow. Don't want it on tabloids yet."
"If you say so," Ewan murmured, about to wind down the partition when Athena questioned his choice of words, eyes flashing.
"Do you think I am lying?"
"I don't know, Athena. I don't know." A pause, heavy and quiet. "But I guess, congratulations are in order."
