David's POV

“What is this nonsense all over the internet?”

Her phone was in her hand, the screen shoved toward my face, the picture I had posted online with the headline bold and vicious.

I didn’t say a word.

Behind her, Andrea was already crying, shoulders shaking, mascara smudged around her eyes.

She sobbed, “Mara wants to ruin my life. She wants to take everything from me. She hates that I have David. She hates that I’m the one getting married.”

Her voice cracked. “She’s doing this on purpose.”

Camille snapped her gaze back to me, fury burning behind her eyes.

“So? You have nothing to say? David, answer me!...