Alex frowned. "Lily and I both apologized. You should be satisfied now, right, princess? It's hard to get a car right now, and most drivers won't take pets. I'll drive you back."
I checked the ride-hailing app—orders were backed up for miles. In the end, I got in his car.
But just as Alex opened the front passenger door, Lily slid in ahead of me.
"Serena, I get carsick. You don't mind if I sit up front, right?"
Watching how natural she looked, I thought of yesterday—how the front seat had already been adjusted when I sat there.
Then I looked at the four words stuck to the dashboard: Wife's Exclusive Seat.
Back when I helped Alex buy this car, he'd put that sign there himself. Promised me no one else would ever sit in that seat.
He'd probably forgotten all about it.
"Serena, it's not convenient for you anyway," Lily added. "Sitting in back is perfect—you can look after Cheese."
I ignored her and spoke only to Alex. "Drop me and Cheese off first. She's stressed."
Alex grunted in acknowledgment, but halfway there, Lily suddenly asked him to pull over.
"Alex, the doctor said Salad's not doing well. Let me off—I need to go check on her. I won't be able to relax otherwise."