Chapter: 1168

Rosalie inhaled deeply, forcing a smile that felt more like a mask. "So Miss Holland and Nate are the perfect pair, then," she said sweetly, though her words carried an undercurrent as sharp as broken glass.

The room seemed ready to agree, until she added softly, "I just hope Miss Holland won't betray Nate's sincere feelings."

The warmth in the room vanished. Her words hung heavy in the air, smothering any trace of laughter.

Men might not have been as attuned to details as women, but they were far from oblivious. The smallest clues could paint a clear enough picture.

When Rosalie spoke, the room's easy smiles tightened, laced with a barely perceptible resignation.