I shot them a glare, but it only encouraged others to chime in.
“They’re like Tom and Jerry, aren’t they? Always at it, even though they’re about to get engaged.”
“That’s right. When’s the big day?” someone else asked, grinning.
Lewis smiled, entirely unbothered. Wrapping an arm around me, he pulled me close in a mock embrace.
“Soon,” he said, then glanced at me. “Right, Grace? We can get engaged whenever we want.”
The words made my stomach churn. We were supposed to be engaged today, not ‘whenever.’
I opened my mouth to retort, anger bubbling inside me, but before I could speak, the sharp sound of glass shattering silenced the room.
Everyone turned to see Katrina standing with a broken glass at her feet.
Her expression was a mix of drama and defiance, designed to command attention.
“Oh, Lewis,” she cooed as she approached us. Her hands reached up to cradle his face as though no one else existed in the room. “Why did you leave me so soon? The dare wasn’t just a love shot but also….”
Her voice trailed off, leaving the implication hanging in the air, and then she did the unthinkable. She kissed him.
Right in front of me.