RUBY'S POV
I walked back into the kitchen, trying to mask my irritation. Ariana and Lilac were still leaning against the counter, but their laughter faded as they noticed me walking in.
“What’s wrong?” Ariana asked immediately. "Who was on the call?"
I leaned against the doorway, arms crossed. “I need to head home and get ready to see Ambrose tomorrow. He wants to ‘talk.’” I curved my fingers into air quotes at the last word.
Lilac raised an eyebrow. “What’s this about?”
I groaned, running a hand through my hair. “He called to check on me, said he’d been trying to reach me since he heard about the divorce. Then, instead of supporting me, he started listing reasons why I shouldn’t have left Gabriel.”
“What?” Ariana’s voice rose an octave, her eyes wide. “Are you kidding me? After ever
