Scorched
Meanwhile, the male classmates were quiet, watching us thoughtfully.
Ignoring Tristan's murderous gaze, I lifted our hands, which were still tightly clasped together.
"Let me introduce you. This is my fiancé, Leon Russell."
Leon smiled and nodded at the group.
Tristan's eyes widened, and his face stiffened. The muscles in his cheeks twitched as he stared at me with confusion and disbelief.
It took him a long time to process my words. When he did, he exploded in rage. "He's your fiancé? Then what am I? What have I been for all these years? You're really something else, Esther."