Across the table, Celeste let out a scoff as she finally looked up from her phone. "Pfft. Your 'dream man' probably can't even hold a candle to Aleman." Her eyes gleamed slightly as she leaned back with a smug smile on her face. "Now that's a real man."
Madeline whipped her head around and shot her sister a glare. "Aleman? The guy with the weird helmet? You don't even know what he looks like!"
Celeste's expression turned dreamy as her fingers brushed against her cheek. "I don't need to. The way he saved me from that assassination attempt? The confidence, the power… Ugh, he's definitely handsome under that helmet. Probably mysterious and brooding too."
Mr. Montgomery sighed heavily while pinching the bridge of his nose. "You're both being ridiculous. Aleman or August, I don't care. You girls need to focus on your futures, not—"