Two Can Play (Celeste and Dominic) novel Chapter 430

Behind me, Jasmine sniffed. "Who are you talking to?"

"Nobody. Shut up."

She made a funny sound right at my ear.

I bit the inside of my cheek to keep from laughing, and the ache in my chest loosened.

Suddenly, a voice cut through the noise, sharp and annoyed, the kind of voice that did not expect to repeat itself. "What are you all doing standing here like statues?"

I turned, and Sparrow's grandmother was bearing down on us, dressed in gold silk with enough jewelry to fund a small war, her grey hair swept into an elaborate arrangement, her face pinched into a frown. The moment her eyes landed on me, the frown sharpened into something with edges.

I almost laughed. This old woman was radiating pure dislike at me, and I had done nothing except exist. I had not stolen her grandson. I had not corrupted her precious new granddaughter-in-law. I had simply stood here, breathing, and apparently that was enough to curdle her blood.

"Good morning, ma'am," I said, keeping my voice pleasant.

She looked at me like I had crawled out of a drain. "You are all standing in the way. The ceremony is about to begin. Get moving."

"We were waiting for the signal, ma'am."

"The signal is my grandson's hand on the bride's arm, not a flock of geese blocking the aisle."

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