COLEEN

The warmth of Hayden’s kiss still lingered on my lips when we stepped back into the ballroom. For a moment, it almost felt like the night could stay perfect.

But perfection doesn’t last long in the Michaels mansion.

Jessica was waiting.

She stood near one of the champagne tables, a smirk playing on her glossy lips as if she’d been waiting for me to reappear. Her red gown shimmered under the chandelier lights. Jared wasn’t far behind her, ...