—Eloise—

I forgot how to breathe.

I couldn't hear anything.

Not the whispers spreading across the terrace. Not the questions being thrown around by the guests. Not even the music that had continued playing until someone finally turned it off.

My eyes were fixed on the woman standing at the entrance.

Caleb's ex.

Séraphina Voss stood there, her golden-blonde hair falling over her shoulders, the little girl clutching her hand.

My gaze shifted to Caleb.

He was staring ...