“If you make a scene, I’ll have you arrested,” David muttered, glaring as I withdrew my hand from Amanda’s grasp. “You can’t prove anything. You’ll only embarrass yourself.”
Feigning innocence, I shrugged. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” Turning to Alexander, I smiled up at him. “Shall we go inside?”
“Whenever you’re ready, darling,” he replied, his voice soft yet pointed as he led me forward, leaving David and Amanda in our wake.
As we made our way into the garden, I could hear the whispers around us, but I kept my head high, refusing to acknowledge them. Alexander stayed close at my side, his ever-present charming smile adding to our composed appearance.
Slowly, I realized the murmurs weren’t judgmental or negative; when I finally mustered the courage to look around, I no
