I fixed my gaze on their clasped hands, the knot in my stomach tightening.
Tia acted like I was nothing to Skyler. The entire time, she clung to him as if I didn’t exist, her fingers resting on his arm, her laughter ringing in his ears. I was clearly the unwelcome one at this table. I couldn’t take it anymore. I dropped my fork, the clatter drawing their eyes to me.
Tia, ever so composed, feigned concern. “Oh, I forget to thank you, Raya. My bad.”
“Thank me for what?” I asked, my voice tight with barely concealed irritation.
“For letting me spend such a great time with Skyler yesterday in the Maldives. It was memorable.” She leaned closer to him, resting her head on his arm, her expression smug as her fingers intertwined with his.
“It was no big deal. Don’t mention,” Skyler added casually, patting her cheek with a smile that stung like a blade.
I felt my blood boil, but before I could respond, Amira chimed in, “Is someone missing out on the great moments?” Her eyes settled on me, gleaming with satisfaction as she watched my discomfort surface.