Chapter 61

Chapter 61: Blood in the Garden

Angela POV

I placed my hand in Christopher's, acutely aware of the eyes watching our every

move.

As we stepped onto the dance floor, I caught Sean's expression darkening from the corner of my eye. Even with Christina trying to hold his attention, his gaze remained fixed on us.

1 The string quartet had just begun a slow waltz. Christopher's lead was impeccable, each step flowing naturally into the next. I had

to admit, he moved with the kind of grace that came from years of prestigious boarding schools and social training.

"You've changed, Angela," Christopher observed as we moved across the floor. "There's a strength in you now that wasn't there before."

"Life has a way of teaching us what we need to learn," I replied carefully, maintaining the proper distance between us as we turned. I felt the sapphire earrings Sean had given me catch the light, a subtle reminder of the complexities of my situation.

"Indeed it does." His hand at my waist was perfectly proper, yet somehow still managed to convey an intimacy that made me uncomfortable. "Tell me, does it bother you? The way they talk about your marriage?"

My step never faltered, though my pulse quickened slightly. "Which part? The fact that it's a business arrangement, or the – speculation about its impending end?"

wear the role of Mrs. Shaw with remarkable grace for someone who knows

answered with a smile that didn't quite reach my eyes. As we turned again, I caught another glimpse of Sean. His jaw was clenched, his posture rigid. Christina

as we completed another turn, the gesture so subtle it might have been accidental. "You've always been more than you appear, Little

me like a physical blow. Memories flooded back-his subtle cruelties, the way he'd use that gentle tone while

bow. "Thank you for the dance,"

quite comfortable together." His

of his bow tie had somehow come slightly loose. "Do we? How

least I haven't danced with Christina tonight,"

and a wave of dizziness washed over me. I turned and left the ballroom,

the powder room, pressing a cool,

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61: Blood in

left me feeling slightly lightheaded, though I couldn't be sure if it was the

I decided to take a moment to catch my breath in Christopher's garden. The cool night air was a

walked along the stone path, voices carried from around

she was throwing herself at Christopher?" Jennifer Moore's voice dripped with venom. "Sean hadn't

Jennifer was still here despite Sean having thrown her out earlier. Christina's laugh joined in, sharp

a gold-digger who got lucky with Sean. And now that he's finally seeing through her

dancing with Christopher..." another voice chimed in. "Like a

really is the perfect catch," one of Christina's friends sighed. "I was planning to ask him for a dance tonight. But that bitch Angela stole all

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