WILLIAM 

“What the fuck are you doing here?” She sneered the moment she spotted me standing at a corner watching her ready herself for a photoshoot. 

She approached me. 

I beamed, handing a small bag to her. She frowned, folding her arms, looking with huge disinterest at the package. “What is this?”

“A gift.” My smile was still in place. 

Her attitude and snobby tone was beginning to draw attention to us. “Not interested. I’m a married woman.” She flashed the ring in my face, a proud smirk on her face. 

Annoyance clawed but I steadied it. Pushed it down. There was no need to go off like a timed...