Was it genuine, or just a misunderstanding?

Noelle knew very well that, in Callum’s eyes, every venomous word in existence could probably describe her perfectly.

And Faye? True to her name, she was like the flawless moon hanging high in the sky—perfect from every angle.

Yarden tried to ease the tension. “Callum, this time, you and Faye really misunderstood Noelle. She...”

“Mr. Lockridge,” Noelle interrupted. “She was late ...