Isabella's POV

"No."

Evelyn stared at me as if I'd lost my mind. "What do you mean, no? They're probably in bed together right now, and you want to just sit here?"

I turned away from her, moving to the window of our cramped hotel room. The Las Vegas skyline glittered in the predawn light, gaudy and artificial.

"I don't care if Astrein sleeps with her," I said flatly. "As long as they keep it private and don't embarrass Rose Heart Pack in public, what happens between ...