Felix's Bentley was parked under a tree near the entrance. Serena didn't keep him waiting for long. She descended the steps in a daze, her dress trailing behind her. Seeing her unstable steps, Felix stepped forward to support her.

Her shoes weren't even that high today-normally, she could manage them easily. It was her distracted state that made her stagger.

James hadn't followed her out. From Felix's angle, he was still standing behind the door. The glass was etched with ...