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Chapter 58: Misplaced Priorities (Part 2)

Author: Noxvane
last update publish date: 2026-06-16 12:14:20

"Hey... why the long face? Scared he’ll ditch you?" she nudged my arm playfully.

I flinched, my cheeks heating up as she caught my gaze. I tried to mask the genuine panic in my eyes with a shaky smile.

"No... it’s not that. Just... a lot to take in."

Noelle chuckled. "Don't sweat it, beautiful. It’s just a plan for now. Your Romeo isn't going to vanish overnight. Besides, if he’s smart, he knows he’d never find another diamond like you in London."

I managed a weak

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