Sweet Mischief’s Rollercoaster Romance

Milka nodded, “I've been dying to know about this, too." Back when the Cedillo family's youngest daughter went missing, Andre was completely obsessed, searching everywhere for his sister.

But somehow, while she'd been away for years, her family had already found her.

"So, where did they find Molly?” Milka asked.

Mars reached for Milka's hand, sneaking in some affection while she was caught up in the story. "Mia, Molly, and Leo-those three have been best friends for over a decade, but none of them knew who the others really were. It was Mia who finally helped track down Molly. Poor Leo even had to take a back seat for those two. Oh, and do you know who saved Molly all those years ago?"

Milka's curiosity was still burning. She leaned in, eyes wide. “Who?”

"Sweetie's dad," Mars answered.

Milka cocked her head, totally confused.

With a sly grin, Mars teased, "Didn't see that coming, did you? Let me break it all down for you."

For the next half hour, Mars spilled everything—how the Cedillo and Byrne families were tangled together, all

Milka had missed. By the end, she finally got the

looking at a spiderweb, each thread weaving together their complicated relationships and wild twists

was still holding her hand. He lifted it and

“Holding hands is one thing, but why do you

shrugged, smirking. “I've kissed you on the lips before—what's a kiss on the hand? Look at you, getting all flustered. Come on, let's go in. Time to head

the steps,

Jupiter spotted them holding hands. “So, you two are

haven't even officially started

pointed at their joined hands. "Then why are you holding

told me I

her

outside, rain coming and going

just waiting out the rain at the Solomons', but one thing led to another and he ended up having dinner there, only swaggering

perfectly content with a doll

little neck was squished tight in his sister's hug. "Sis, I don't want a