“Are you alright?” Liam asked, his tone soft but concerned as Gwen returned to his side.
“Yes, yes, I am,” she said quickly, her hands trembling as she smoothed down her dress. Her eyes darted around the crowded hall, heart thudding hard against her ribs.
“Are you sure?” Liam pressed again, leaning closer. His voice grated against her nerves, too caring, too curious.
“I said I’m fine,” Gwen snapped, her voice low but firm. “I just want to go home. I’m tired.”
But as she turned slightly, her eyes locked with Damien’s across the room.
He was watching her, no, burning holes through her with those dark, furious eyes. His jaw clenched, his entire body screaming rage and betrayal.
Gwen’s stomach twisted, and she quickly looked away, her pulse racing.
“Alright,” Liam said finally, taking h
