Evelyn's POV

Nancy’s lips curled slowly, like she’d been waiting for this moment. Her eyes locked on mine, and then she raised her voice so everyone could hear.

“I heard it from Harrison himself,” she said clearly. “He told me with his own mouth that you’re not really married. That you’re just some girl being kept like a pet in a hotel suite.”

I froze.

Before I could say anything, Teresa stood up so fast her chair screeched. She ripped off her sunglasses, revealing the fading ...