Bella pov
I walked away before she could respond, my composure intact but my heart racing. Victoria Lane and Caleb. Of course. A beautiful socialite with connections and no moral compass, exactly his type. Not that I cared. I absolutely did not care.
"Bella." Ethan appeared at my elbow, his timing impeccable as always. "You look like you could use a drink."
"I could use several drinks." I accepted the champagne he offered and took a long sip. "Thank you."
"Victoria Lane is a snake," he said casually, his eyes following her as she made her way across the room. "She's been trying to get her claws into Caleb Black for months. Throwing herself at him at every opportunity."
"That's none of my business." I kept my voice light and disinterested. "Caleb Black can date whoever he wants."
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