Before I could gather my thoughts, Emily’s voice broke the tension. “Nora, we need to go. Vincent’s parents are waiting.”
The pressure weighed on me. The last thing I wanted was to make a scene, but the sight of Cross standing there, casually dropping a bombshell about Mia, made my blood boil.
I turned to Emily, frustration barely contained. “I’ll be right there,” I muttered, my voice trembling. Without looking back at Cross, I headed for the living room, his words still echoing in my head.
As I entered, Mrs. Whitaker greeted me with a smile that felt forced. I tried to return it, but the knot in my stomach remained.
“Everything all right, dear?” Mr. Whitaker asked, his sharp gaze assessing me.
I nodded quickly, offering a thin smile. “Of course, just make sure everything’s perfect fo
