Elle
"No", I immediately say, reeling back. Ava watches me, her gaze narrowing, pinning me with an inquisitive look."It's nothing like that."
"Then why are you marrying him and please don't say it's because you're in love with him."
A blush crests my cheeks at the memory of my previous outburst in her dining room.
I swallow. The steam from the fountain fogs the rim of my vision for a second and I have to blink it away before refocusing my gaze on her.
In the time that had led to my visit to the Vila, Aaron and I had gone through multiple scenarios of what might happen during the ball and how we would react once people decided to get nosy and poke holes in our fragile façade.
We agreed that if the questions got too difficult for one person we'd wait for the other to answer it, that wa
