Allie Brooks stood frozen in place, her eyes fixated on the delicate invitation Cheryl Waverly held out to her.
The intricate design screamed luxury, as if mocking her.
“Allie,” Cheryl said with a smile that barely concealed her malice, “you’re not still holding a grudge, are you? After all, it’s just a little engagement party… between me and Nick.”
Allie clenched her fists at the mention of Nick Lawson. Her ex. Cheryl’s fiancé. Her emotions churned, but she refused to let Cheryl see her falter.
“I’ll be there,” Allie replied sharply, snatching the invitation from Cheryl’s manicured hand.
Whispers rippled through the nearby crowd. Past? What past? Was there still something between Allie and Nick?
Allie knew Cheryl’s game too well. She wanted a reaction, a slip that would feed her twi
