chapter 45

Kurtis POV

The minute Angela raised her glass and clinked it against mine, I knew trouble had already walked through the door. The way her eyes lingered on me, filled with hidden intentions, made my gut tighten with unease. Lyra, sweet and blissfully unaware, had no idea what her sister was capable of.

I took a sip of the champagne, trying to mask my discomfort. Lyra, still glowing with excitement, leaned against me, her hand resting lightly on my chest as she rambled on about the wedding plans. I forced a smile, wrapping an arm around her, but my eyes were locked on Angela.

She had barely said a word since the toast, but that smug look on her face said enough. I’d known her long enough to realize she wasn’t here to celebrate. She was here to cause chaos, to stir up something. But what? And why now?

Lyra squeezed my hand. “Isn’t it just perfect, Kurtis? Having Angela here to see all this? I mean, it couldn’t be better timing.”

I nodded, keeping my tone light. “Yeah, perfect timing.”

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