Macy’s jaw clenched with embarrassed anger. To Annette, she growled. “Stop this. I never wanted to marry your sister’s fiancé anyway. Marianne asked me to.”
“Please.” Annette scoffed cruelly. “If you’re going to do something as crass as stealing someone else’s future husband, at least try not to lie about it. You’re the one who wormed your way into this hall.”
“Annette…” Macy was cut off before she could say more than one word.
“I would advise you to get the hell out of this hall right this minute.” Annette hissed.
“No.” Macy refused, steel entering her words.
Annette’s face contorted into a scowl. “Get the hell out of here.”
“I will not.” Macy replied bluntly, facing the woman down with a stony glare of her own. “Whether I’m engaged to your sister’s fiancé or not, it still does n
