If Eleanor had known Julian and Cassandra would be at this dinner, she never would have agreed.
"Eleanor! You made it!"
Tyler waved her over.
Already committed, she had no way out she sat down.
Across from Tyler.
Julian beside him.
The two of them sat shoulder to shoulder, and yet something in the air between them felt genuinely distant.
The table's mood sat strange from the start.
Cassandra broke the silence first.
"Tyler, honestly Eleanor's studio is barely off the ground, and you pick this place? She's going to be paying for all of this."
Eleanor glanced coldly at the pre-filled order slip.
"Since you clearly understood that, maybe you shouldn't have come. Especially not after ordering French blue lobster, premium crab, spider crab, and caviar."
Cassandra's expression darken
