Enid’s POVThis has to be some joke. My hands push the door open, and I stride in, my phone still pressed against my ear. "There has to be some mix-up," I murmur as I throw my purse onto the white leather couch, my heels clacking against the ground. "Of course, you will have an excuse," she barks, causing me to jerk away from the phone. "Let me guess. You spent the entire evening begging Adrien to take you back, didn't you? Was that the reason you insisted on putting on that dress?"The irony was alarming. “Mon, I was there…”“Stop lying to me, Enid!” she snaps, her tone getting way more serious. “You were not there. And it is fine if you didn’t plan on going, but you could have at least informed me so Thane wouldn’t have waited for you all night.”“Thane?”“Yes. Thane Corvel. Your blind date.”"I don't know what you are talking about, Mom." I take the turning that leads into the hallway. "But you can tell this Thane that he is playing some game that I won't be a part of. I was at
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