Chapter 42

OLIVIA'S POV

The moment I stepped into the banquet hall with James on my arm, I felt it.

The whispers.

The hush that rippled through the crowd.

Dozens of eyes slid in our direction, and then the murmuring began, like a poisonous wind snaking its way through a garden of wolves.

"Isn't that Olivia? I ...

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