ELENA’S POV
Did I just hear right?
“I’ll marry you, let’s get married already.” Irene’s words rang in my ears. It was like something inside me died, but I kept my face calm.
That was when she noticed me standing there. She smiled. “You’re here, Elena. I thought my Ethan already permitted you to leave the pack.”
My Ethan. I nearly rolled my eyes, but instead, I smiled back at her.
“She’s the artist,” Ethan said. He didn’t look away from me once. “The same one I’ve been waiting for.”
“Really?” Irene looked surprised, and then overly excited. “Perfect! She’ll draw our wedding portrait. Oh, I loved my aunt’s portrait. So glad I found the artist behind it!”
She kept talking like she didn’t even need air to breathe. I stood there wishing I had taken Lucas’ advice. But I was here now, and
