Rose’s POV

“None of your business,” I said, brushing past Alexia Conti with more boldness than I actually felt. My heart was thundering in my chest, but I refused to let her see one drop of fear.

I left the restroom, exhaling shakily the moment the door shut behind me.

I scanned the room until my eyes found Luther exactly where I left him—leaning back casually, one hand in his pocket, the other resting on the table. But when his gaze lifted and landed on me, everything in his ...