GABRIELLE’S POV
I checked my phone, and the time was 12:30 a.m.
I was sitting in a twenty-four-hour open restaurant and waiting for Selene. I didn’t need anyone to tell me that it was her underwear in my husband’s jacket.
And that could only mean one thing.
Damon lied to me.
I exhaled deeply and unclenched my fists before waving at a waiter. “I want a bottle of wine, please. Your best. And two glasses.”
The waiter nodded and walked away.
Just then, Selene walked into the restaurant looking as elegant as ever with not a single hair out of place.
She took the seat across from mine gracefully. “Hi, Gabby. I normally don’t like going out late but I had to make an exception for you. I was surprised when I got your call.”
I stared through her smile. “I was surprised as well when I
