Anna
Patrick takes the mic, his eyes flickering on mine from the stage, but I glare at him instead.
He clears his throat and begins.
The guests go quiet.
"Behind every achievement is a sacrifice not told, sleepless nights and an unbreakable spirit to pull through no matter how hard it may seem. But tonight, let me tell you about these sacrifices and the person behind all of this. My wife, Anna Conti."
"Oh s**t!" I mumble.
I widen my eyes in disbelief and turn to Emma by the side, but she blinks once, and I can read through her expression.
I don't have to say anything.
My legs start to shake, and I cry inside of me.
Sofia's expression on me is something to worry about. She clenches her fist and shoots daggers at me. If only she could grab my dress and smack my face, I bet she
