Chapter 25

DANTE'S POV

"I believe I was invited," Aria said calmly. "Unlike some people."

I winced at the remark, knowing it would only anger Linda more.

Sure enough, Linda's laugh was harsh and bitter as it cut through the murmurs of the guests.

"Oh please," Linda snapped, her face red with anger. "We all know that you are just here to stir up trouble. Haven't you done enough damage already?”

The surrounding guests began to whisper, their eyes shifting back and forth between Linda and Aria.

"Linda," I whispered, grabbing her arm. "That's enough. You should think about why we are here."

She shook me off, her eyes fierce. "No, Dante. I am tired of her always showing up, always acting so full of herself. She needs to be put in her place.”

Aria raised an eyebrow, her voice filled with disdain. "And I suppose you think you are the one to put me in it?”

"You think you've won, don't you?" Linda shot back. "Well, let me tell you something, sweetheart. I am sure everyone here knows the truth about you.