Elena looked at Marcus, then at the man she was supposed to marry. She took a slow sip of her water, the decision crystallizing in her mind. The glass house was about to shatter, and for the first time in years, she was ready to walk through the shards.
The air between them snapped tight. "I don't know what you mean." giselle palmer puretaboo
Elena turned. It was Marcus, Julian’s estranged brother. He wore a tuxedo that looked like it had been slept in, and his eyes held a sharpness that cut through the room's pretension. Elena looked at Marcus, then at the man