The party was glamorous, filled with the scent of expensive perfume and the sound of laughter that echoed through the grand hall. Aiden and I had arrived together, his hand resting protectively on my lower back as we navigated through the sea of well-dressed guests.
For the most part, I enjoyed myself. The music was pleasant, the champagne flowed endlessly, and Aiden stayed by my side. But then she arrived.
Aiden's ex.
I knew who she was the second I saw her—tall, stunning, and exuding a confidence that made it clear she wasn't just any woman from his past. No, she was the kind that left a mark. The kind that still lingered. And I had seen her before at a party once.
She approached us with a dazzling smile, her eyes locking onto Aiden like I wasn't even standing there.
"Aiden," she purred, reaching out to touch his arm. "It's been forever."
I stiffened.
