{Martha Pov}
I ignored her question, my gaze locked onto her reflection in the mirror. Her heels clicked against the marble floor as she moved closer, the sound echoing in the quiet restroom. She stopped beside me, her presence stifling.
“Nathan and I have known each other for a long time,” I finally replied, my voice calm but laced with tension. She positioned herself next to me, half-facing the mirror as she studied my reflection before meeting my gaze.
“Quite surprising,” she chirped. “That my cousin would have time for a woman, considering how busy his schedule is.” A practiced smile curved her lips.
I turned to her, my eyes locking onto hers with piercing look. “Yes, he is busy sometimes. But it’s nothing I can’t manage,” I replied, my voice sharp yet controlled.
Her smile falter
