She looked down. “I think the world already does.”
Before he could answer, a sharp voice cut through the air.
“So this is where you’ve been hiding.”
They turned.
Vanessa stood a few feet away, dressed perfectly, eyes cold with fury.
She looked Meera up and down with open disgust.
“You must be the girl.”
“And you are?” Meera asked quietly.
Vanessa smiled without warmth. “The woman he is supposed to marry.”
Silence fell.
Meera turned to Adrien, her face drained of color. “You’re engaged?”
He looked torn. “It’s complicated.”
Vanessa laughed. “Not really. He belongs to me. And you?” She looked at Meera with contempt. “You are a mistake.”
Meera flinched. “I didn’t know.”
“Stay away from him before you embarrass yourself.”
Something in Meera hardened.
“I didn’t choose him,” she said quietly. “He chose to listen.”
Vanessa’s face darkened. Then she shoved her.
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