Seeing Allegra was a breath of fresh air. The walls seemed to close in on me among the members of high society, who seemed to judge me without knowing who I was. “Becca, are you okay?”
Shaking my head, I blinked away tears threatening to build and laughed, shaking my head. “It’s already a shit show. I think coming here was a mistake.”
“Oh, hell no,” she replied. “You look like a goddess tonight, Becca. You’re not going to let that two-faced, lying bitch make you feel out of place. Now, where’s James?”
Sighing, I looked over my shoulder to where he was with Allison, “With her.”
“I’m not surprised.” Allegra smirked. “Why weren’t you over there?”
“Because some guy named Charles James knows wanted to dance with me, and James just let him, even though I am supposed to be here with him.”
I was angry, yes, but more annoyed than anything.
