My Sister Humiliated Me at the Ball Until I Let the Countdown Speak for Me

Did not stop her. It had never occurred to him to stop her, because his entire relationship to this evening was still operating on the assumption that he was the most powerful person in it.

Ten seconds.

Julian’s eyes moved to my watch. Then back to my face. Then, almost imperceptibly, to the entrance doors at the far end of the ballroom. The instinct continue reading …