Diana’s POVI freeze.Like my brain has hit a pause button and forgotten how to unfreeze me.Every single person at the table is staring now, and I’m painfully aware of how quiet it’s gotten—of how expensive the silence feels. I manage a stiff smile and give a small, polite bow, the kind drilled into me by years of knowing when not to speak too much.“Roland, you’ve been holding out on us,” one of the men finally says, breaking the tension with a laugh.“Tell me about it,” a woman adds, eyes sharp with curiosity. “When did this even happen?”“Not too long ago,” Roland answers calmly.That’s it. No details. No elaboration.Of course.Another voice chimes in, warmer this time. “You’re a very beautiful woman, Miss Diana.”I pause, instinctively glancing at Roland, half-expecting a cue—some subtle signal that it’s my turn to respond. But he doesn’t even look at me. He’s already speaking to one of the waiters beside him, gesturing lightly.“Thank you,” I say instead, my voice soft but sinc
Baca selengkapnya
Masuk
