Jas.
Zane stepped fully into the room, his eyes scanning the space, taking in Uncle Matthew, still standing stiff with arms crossed, and Lily, looking far too pleased with herself. Then his gaze landed on me again, and for a second, something softened.
“I didn’t mean to interrupt,” he said to no one in particular, but the tension in the room was thick enough to chew through.
“You’re not interrupting,” Lily chirped, tossing her hair back. “We were just discussing your upcoming nuptials. It's big news, isn't it? Very nice and romantic if you ask me.”
No one asked you, I wanted to say but I didn't have to because Zane didn’t even glance at her. His eyes were on me, waiting.
“I told them,” I said quietly.
He nodded once, then looked at Uncle Matthew. “I know you have reservations,” he be
