Lydia's POV
Elvis stepped in front of me and pulled me directly into a shady corner.
"You should be thankful that I like to act alone, otherwise you wouldn't have the opportunity to be alone with me." I looked at Elvis coldly; that conversation the other night had put our relationship on ice.
Elvis looked hurt, but I was really mad at him for casually slandering Joseph. I don't know if I'm mad at Elvis for slandering Joseph or if I'm mad at myself for proposing a wedding to Joseph because I suspected him.
"All right, Mr. Liar, what else do you have to say?" I addressed Elvis the way he once addressed me, and Elvis's face became bloodless and pale as chalk for an instant.
Elvis twitched his lips and spoke hesitantly, "Did you test Joseph? Did he reveal any breakdowns?"
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