[ESTELLE]
Definitely, the genes in this family were something else if all of Evangeline's children were sought-after bachelors.
But as I watched Evangeline take her final bow, something about her face . . .
It nagged at me.
I frowned, narrowing my eyes, trying to get a better look. Why did she look . . . familiar?
Had I seen her somewhere before?
I squinted harder, tilting my head. But before I could put my finger on it, the lights shifted, signaling the end of the show. Just like that, she was gone, disappearing into the shadows like a queen retreating into her castle.
And now, the real game began.
The after-party.
Where I would have yet another chance to plant myself firmly beside Damien—and make sure Kelsey knew exactly where I stood.
