Kelvin was still standing there, frozen in place, when his friends walked up beside him.

“You should forget it,” Donovan said, patting him gently on the back. “Alina isn’t yours.”

“But… why is she sitting beside Aiden Blackwood like she’s a guest of honor?” Noeul asked in a hushed voice. “Isn’t she just a designer?”

“Well, maybe because they’re married?” Donovan replied, raising an eyebrow. “It’s only right to sit next to your partner, don’t you ...