Zoey’s POV
I was still fuming when I stormed out of that store. The cool air outside did nothing to wash away the sting of humiliation. My heels clicked sharply against the marble floor of the mall as I made my way to the exit, each step echoing my rage.
She shoved me.
River, that smug, self-satisfied little nobody had shoved me like I was some insignificant fly buzzing around her and worse? She did it after dropping twenty thousand dollars without so much as flinching.
I couldn’t believe it.
The River I knew was the kind of girl who hesitated to even buy a proper dress for a party, and now she was acting like she owned the damn store. The memory of her smirk burned in my mind.
By the time I reached the parking lot, I already had my phone out. I needed to tell Ryker. He had to hear t
