TESSA
My fingers locked around the stem of the glass so hard my knuckles turned pale. I was frozen, the air trapped in my throat.
She was the last person I wanted to see.
Chloe stepped closer, her expensive perfume wrapping around me like a cage. She looked me up and down with open disgust.
"What are you doing here? This exhibition is for elites, not for a petty ex-convict."
I didn't say a word. I kept my jaw clamped shut, refusing to give her the satisfaction of a reaction. She was provoking me.
Chloe glanced around before her eyes narrowed as she fixed her gaze back on me.
"Did you come alone? Wyatt told me you have a boyfriend now. Did he ditch you already?" A smirk spread across her red lips. "Or is he your sugar daddy? Again, you can't be seen with someone openly, right? Once
