Elodie's POV
"Sorry."
"My bad."
We both stepped back at the same time, the words tumbling out in that awkward way they do when you're not really paying attention.
I looked up.
My stomach dropped.
Harrison.
One of Dante's closest friends. Part of that inner circle I'd never been allowed into, no matter how many years I'd known them.
He recognized me instantly. Of course he did.
And I watched his expression shift from mild surprise to something cold. Dismissive. Like I was something unpleasant he'd accidentally stepped in.
I felt it like a physical thing, that look. It settled over me like ice water.
I'd known Harrison for years. Known all of them, Harrison, Levi, and others. They'd grown up with Dante, inseparable since childhood. School together, playing together, building the B
