Annalisa
The music seemed to dim around him, replaced by the unwelcome pounding of my heart.
“Annalisa,” he spat, his voice laced with barely concealed anger. “There you are, cavorting with this...” he trailed off, his gaze flicking disdainfully at Adrian.
“Spencer,” I said, my voice tight. “This is Adrian. Adrian, this is Spencer, a...friend.” The word tasted foreign on my tongue.
Adrian, bless his oblivious heart, simply offered a friendly smile. “Nice to meet you, Spencer.”
Spencer ignored him, his focus solely on me. “What’s going on here, Annalisa? I saw that. That kiss.”
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