GEMMA
I forced a smile as people fixed their attention on us. "You can go to hell." I gritted out in reply.
"We might as well share a place there, darling," Nate replied. "Just me and you in a steamy room."
"You're so full of yourself," I replied.
"I know."
Nate was greeting people with nods and smiles. I copied him even though I didn't know why I was doing this.
"Why are we even doing this?" I asked. "I feel like such a hypocrite. And these people don't care about me. Or you."
"That's life. You have to fake a few things to get a few things." Nate said simply.
I looked in the direction of the Luna Queen. As always, she was stunning. She was wearing an emerald dress and her golden curls cascaded down her back.
This woman did not look like she birthed the grown-ass man next to me.
