For a single heartbeat, the table was silent. Then Sylvia’s restraint shattered. She surged forward, her voice rising in a pitch that dripped venom and despair.
“Arnav! I’ve always respected you as my brother-in-law. But do you really not see it? Do you not realize that the child your wife carries is Arsene’s?!” Her hands trembled as they clutched the tablecloth, her eyes gleaming with unhinged fury and tears that refused to fall.
Raellyn felt the blood drain from her face. Her heart slammed against her ribs as the words ricocheted across the table like shards of glass.
“She’s been deceiving you from the start!” Sylvia spat, her voice trembling with the ugly marriage of grief and rage. “She used you, Arnav. I am certain! absolutely certain that this entire little performance tonight was
