Amelia’s POVJust as I settled into my seat, the familiar click of expensive heels approached. I didn’t have to look up to know who it was.“Amelia,” Victoria said sweetly, her tone dripping with practiced charm. “What a surprise seeing you here.”I turned slowly and gave her a tight smile. “Hello, Victoria.”Without waiting for an invitation, she slid into the seat beside me, smoothing her designer dress. She leaned in as if we were sharing sisterly secrets.“My condition has stabilized,” she said quietly, with an air of triumph. “Doctors say I’m doing much better. I suppose stress doesn’t help.”“I’m glad to hear that,” I said cautiously, my voice neutral.“Oh, and by the way…” She tilted her head, her voice barely above a whisper. “What you said last time—about Tristan trying to cheat on me? You were lying, weren’t you?”My eyes met hers, my expression sincere. “No, I wasn’t.”She scoffed softly, rolling her eyes. “Please, Amelia. You’re still bitter he chose me—I get it. But don’t
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