The Final Party
That's what a gambler does.
"And I don't like to gamble. I never put the person I care about on the table."
As his words ended, applause broke out. One by one, industry guests rose to their feet.
Even the women who once whispered about me at the alumni gala looked down in shame.
Edward stood pale and trembling, still being held in place. His glare, however, was full of fury.
I looked up at Nathan.
He bent toward me and whispered, "You don't have to say a thing today. I'll speak for you."