Muttering a curse under my breath, I adjusted the hem of my gown so I wouldn't trip as I made my way toward the exit, only to stop when two pairs of expensive stilettos stepped into my path.
I looked up to find Christina standing before me, that same forced smile on her face.
I groaned inwardly. Just what I needed.
"Move aside. You're in my way," I said with a glare.
Christina ignored me, glancing around instead. "Where's Zephyr?"
"Don't know, don't care," I lied, folding my arms.
She smirked. "Oh, really? Shouldn't you know the whereabouts of your future husband?"
I sighed. "Do you actually want something, or are you just here to b***h around?"
"Careful how you speak to me," she warned, her tone growing icy. "Zeph's not here to protect you, human. And trust me when I say, a whole
