My voice wasn't raised, yet in the deathly quiet ballroom, every syllable landed with crystal clarity.
The room froze. One second. Two seconds. Then chaos exploded. Eyes bounced between me, Yvonne, and Yale, whose face was as white as a sheet. Shock gave way to bewilderment, and bewilderment quickly turned into eager gossip.
Yale looked utterly shell-shocked. The diamond ring slipped from his fingers and clattered onto the floor. His lips quivered, but he couldn't get a single word out.
"Scarlett, Yvonne? How is this even possible?"
"What, exactly?" I scoffed. "Your dream girl can't be part of my team?"
A sneer tugged at my lips, "Yale, didn't you always love how quiet and lovely she was? She's right here now. Why the sudden silence?"
Yale's parents finally lost their composure. His
