[ESTELLE]
Evangeline Frizkiel. So that's who you were all along?
I clutched the champagne glass tighter, the chill from the flute seeping into my skin as I made my way through the crowd. I had waited for the perfect moment to confront her, and now that I stood face-to-face with Eve, I wasn't sure if I wanted to throw the drink in her face or toast her for pulling off the greatest surprise of the decade.
Everyone who had been gathered around her just moments ago had magically dispersed. Of course, they did. No one dared interfere when a Frizkiel and Fay-Johnson confrontation was brewing. Everyone except her overprotective brothers—Dante and Dean—and, of course, my boyfriend, Damien, who was glued to her side like a personal guard dog.
