CLAIRE

The drive back to Julian's penthouse was silent. I sat in the passenger seat, staring out the window at the city lights blurring past. My hands were folded in my lap, but I couldn't stop them from shaking.

Julian didn't try to make conversation, he just drove, his eyes on the road, his jaw tight. The adrenaline that had carried me through the engagement party was draining away, leaving me hollow and exhausted.

What had I just done? I'd walked into that party on Julian's arm. Let him parade me in front of Ethan and Vanessa. Let him imply we were together... more than together, and now everyone would...