Crowned By Starlight: Her Revenge Just Began

mise was enough to build a life on. Tonight, I

ing New York skyline. I wore a simple black dress I had designed and sewn myself, the fabric cool against my skin. In my purse, a s

waiting for

practiced pity, their eyes sliding past my fixed smile. I kept my back stra

he a

ady on his phone, a sleek black rectangle pressed to his ear. He waved

andle it. I don't

furrowed with irritation. He didn't look at me.

. Before I could speak, he slid a lavish, dark blue jewelry box a

flat. "I need you to give t

me like a p

an unnerving lack of emotion. "This should smooth things ov

ame out. The gift in my purse s

meanor shifted. The hard lines of his face softened into something

Are you

chair scraping

pulled a black credit card from his wallet and threw it on the tabl

n he wa

h a necklace for another woman, a bill for a dinner we never a