Meadow’s POV:
‘The woman I thought would bear my grandchildren.’
That was what Ingrid had announced in front of everybody. In front of Alaric’s own wife. In front of me.
Guests were clinking their glasses together, laughing at Ingrid’s words all while cheering for and welcoming Yvonne.
“Meadow.”
I could hear Alaric next to me, but his voice sounded so far away. It wasn’t just him. Yvonne had lied to me too, telling me they had just a one-night stand when it was obviously more than that.
Yvonne scanned the crowd, and when her eyes zoned on me, she smirked.
Smirked.
This time, when Alaric pulled me away, I didn’t stop him. I followed him mindlessly to the car. I was too stunned to say a word, still trying to process this.
Before the incident happened with my parents, Yvonne was pra
