A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust by Sally Garcia

Yvette hurriedly said, "I'll go take care of Gideon now. Where are you headed?"

"Home, obviously. But aren't you going to show me those pictures you just took? Can I guess who you sent them to? Was it Silas? Oh? Trying to stir up trouble between me and Silas, are you?"

Calliope took a step closer to Yvette, her tone sharp and challenging.

Yvette shivered, looking downright creeped out. "You've got it all wrong. I didn't take any pictures. Why would I want pictures s of you two?"

"Didn't you say you were heading to the restroom? So what are you doing here, then?"

"I..." Yvette swallowed hard, her mind racing. She cursed silently. How on earth did Calliope know she'd taken a photo? Not just that, she knew it was sent to Silas.

She'd only just messaged him. There's no way Silas could have told her already. And when she'd snapped the picture, Calliope's back had been to her. Did the woman have eyes in the back of her head or something?

The more Yvette thought about it, the less she understood. She frowned, eyeing Calliope suspiciously.

phone. Come on, you already sent the picture. What's

Yvette to respond. With a quick movement, she snatched the phone right out of

with Yvette's face, then

of me bringing Gideon

lips curled into a smirk. "Let me

like she was staring down

little stunt a secret. What

stared at her, confused, feeling a knot of anxiety tighten in her chest. She just didn't get Calliope,

to her and strolled

At least she hadn't

If Silas got that picture, there'd be no talking Calliope out of trouble, no matter

toast And yet,

herself, as if

take