“Angela,” I mutter, turning to look at her. She smirks and crosses her arms over her chest.
“I hear you’ve given up on Ethan.”
“Excuse me?”
“I’ll have to thank you. If you reject him, the alliance can move forward smoothly,” she says, moving closer.
“I haven’t given up on anything,” I fire back, tightening my fingers around the flash drive in my hand. Where had she heard this from? Yes, I was keeping a distance from Ethan, but that doesn’t mean I gave up on him… did it?
Is that how everyone sees it?
Is that how Ethan sees it?
“Really because I have on good authority that our marriage will move forward very soon,” she says, lifting a hand and checking her immaculate fingernails. “His parents are working their hardest to keep this alliance from falling apart.”
My gut churns.
