I was talking to Zara when someone called out to stop me. I turned and noticed Erin, and my face immediately turned ice-cold.

There was no need to fake being amiable—already, we had fought.

Erin wasn't bothered by my frosty look. Smiling, she spoke slowly, "Ms. Lanka, I have to say that I am impressed by how calm you are."

I didn't react. "Ms. Hulle, did you learn not to interrupt someone who is eating?"

Erin's tone was filled with

sarcasm, her eyes full of disdain. "Is it because Lyon dumped you to the curb without looking back as soon as Rebecca returned that you are in such a lousy...