le Godfrey, draped in an ethereal pastel blue gown that shimmered beneath the glinting chandelier lights, clung to him with a practiced delicacy. Her smile was the p
stood
l podium. His hand on the small of her back was tender, protective-intimate. The same hand that once
r voice as melodious as it was rehearsed. "Thank you all for coming to celebr
long enough for th
ath caught i
her voice just barely audible
eryl's fingers curled tightly around the champagne glass she
hifted to
ps curled in a proud smile, his fingers still resting on her wai
nd Sheryl. Once their gazes locked, Estelle's lips widened into a knowing smile. Slowly, del
rp gasp pulle
ard," Beth
er face thunderous with rage. She looked ready to march up there and t
" she m
do you mean, don't? Are you seeing what I'm seeing? Are
Sheryl said, her v
ou are his fiancée! O
. If word spreads that you caused a scene at a high-profile e
mn! My brother will control the press, and sister-in-law
Bethany in her tracks. It was soft,
ng at me like that
, a few years ago, you wouldn't have lifte
lushed. "Don't c
xchange. His eyes lingered on Sheryl longer than
ryl exhaled slowly. "I nee
her wrist. "I'll
t stay.
she watched Sheryl slip through the c
ly with noise from the party. Sheryl walked quickly, her heels clicking
h a soft thud. She staggered to the farthest c
't cry a
coul
her chest heavy, her
e memor
she cried about her stepmother's cruelty
e beach, the moonlight catching the
, Sheryl. I'll lose
n he clutched her body like it was the only thing grounding him to earth. When
her face in
he choked. "Every sin
er heart felt like it was being s
"How could you do this to me, Na
ic
r heels clicked across the tiled floor, follow
nced another woman as his belove
ofile but I heard rumors. Pictures of
but some pictures slipped. D
oney. Her family owns estates in Serbia and Italy. A match
fists c
. She looks like... the one who wa
d it be she wa
e third woma
g a gasp. That word. Pawn. It ech
ted the restroom. Th
, Sheryl's b
legs weak. She walked to the sink,
cara. Lips swollen fr
t see it...?"
owly morphed from broken to composed. The soft smile she wore didn
e buzzed
up. "I'm hea
y replied. "I'
her dress, and inhaling a shaky breat
than a few steps befor
fr
el stoo
navy blue suit. The man she
sion was u
say, something important. But then his l
he said softly. "I
. Her throat was dr
istance. His cologne-warm, woodsy, h
shing a lock of hair behind h
immediately rising. "Shouldn
ticked.
care." Sheryl lashed out at him as sh