Kathryn tilts her head, curiosity sharp behind her glasses. “How comes? Aren’t you tired of the drama New York spits out every other week?” Before I can scramble for something clever, Elena jumps in, her green eyes darting between us like she’s tossing a grenade into the conversation. “Speaking of drama—did you guys see the scandal about that heiress who died in a car crash? Running away with her lover?” My mimosa goes down the wrong way, and I choke, sputtering into the rim of my glass as the world tilts sideways, and cold sweeps through me, draining the blood from my face. “Yes, I saw that,” Kathryn answers easily, eyes soft with sympathy. “I thought it was tragic.” Tragic. That word slices me open, and now I can’t breathe. Elena leans forward, elbows on her knees, completely unaware she’s pressing her fingers on my throat. “I thought it was even sadder how her husband moved on so quickly. With her attorney, who was apparently her best friend.” The railing behind me becomes my
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