Miranda was still ranting. “You embarrassed us in front of one of the most influential men in the city. Do you understand how bad that looks?” she snapped, eyes blazing. “I know you think this is nothing. Of course you do. Nothing is more important to you than yourself. But this? This little stunt you just pulled? This is how doors close before they even open. Just pray he isn’t too offended because men like him don’t forget disrespect. And they certainly don’t forgive it.”
But Reign wasn't listening anymore.
Her mind was racing, trying to piece everything together to no avail.
Marcus Pearson and Dashiell Pierson.
One is the man her mother had set her up with, and the other is the man she had actually married.
She had gotten the wrong person.
Just perfect. So perfect she felt like p
