Thanks for Playing, I'm Quitting This Game
Hunter picked up the jacket from the couch and draped it over her shoulders.
Looking at my expression, Gabriel sighed. "Natalie, don't overthink it. Hunter's marrying you tomorrow. Tiff is just everyone's little sister."
I looked at him. "Would a little sister accept a pink diamond personally chosen by her future brother-in-law?"
The smile on Gabriel's face faded. "Do you have to put it that way?"
Hunter turned back to me, his voice low and cold. "Natalie, that's enough."
Suddenly, I didn't feel like saying another word. In this little game, I had been humiliated. Yet, I was still expected to smile and say, "My luck is really terrible."