“Danica,” he said slowly, “I trust you. If you two can’t get along, then fine. I’ll send her away right now.”
Shannon froze. “What…?”
Felix’s voice turned cold. “Didn’t you hear me? Pack your shit and leave.”
She looked stunned, biting her lip, holding back tears like she’d been wronged. “O-Okay… I’ll go now.”
“Good,” Felix said, then turned back to me, his tone softening instantly. “Don’t let people like that ruin your mood. I came back early just to spend time with you. Let’s go out, yeah? I’ll take you somewhere nice.”
He took my hand and led me into the dressing room like nothing happened.
Like she didn’t just perform that whole scene.
He picked out a dress himself, matching it with jewelry, his eyes focused like I was the only thing that mattered.
“Change first,” he said. “I’ll go deal with her.”
He walked out.
And I turned on the ring.
His voice came through, completely different now. Gentle. Soft.
“Honey… I’m sorry you had to go through that,” he said quietly. “Seeing her push you like that… it pissed me off.”
I clenched my jaw.
“But it’s part of the plan,” he continued. “She agreed to me sending you away. That means you’re free now.”
Shannon sounded confused. “What do you mean?”