ELORA'S POV
Selene moved past the few people that were left with her phone in hand. “Elora, have you seen Maya’s post?” She asked, shoving the screen towards my face.
My stomach twisted as I read it—My man bought a new Villa for my family, and today is housewarming.
So she chose to do that the same day as my grandmother's birthday? I clenched my fist, the metallic taste of blood filled my mouth from grinding too hard.
Selene's voice cut through the silence. “I think that's where all the guests are going. Every single one of them has been buried in their phones before they left in a hurry. This is no coincidence, Elora.”
My chest tightened, anger simmering beneath my skin. Of course. Maya always had a way of making everything about herself.
A few minutes later, the sound
