She took a deep breath, running her hands down the sides of her gown, ensuring it clung to her body in all the right places. Her smile widened as she glanced at her reflection in a nearby mirror. The gown was perfect, seductive, daring, and impossible to ignore. Tonight would be the night she reminded Enrico exactly who she was, and why he couldn’t live without her.
The sound of footsteps approached, and Carmen turned, her eyes sparkling with confidence. She waited, poised and ready, as the door to the dining room swung open.
But it wasn’t Enrico who entered.
It was Isabella.
Carmen’s smile faltered for a split second as she took in the sight of the Isabella. Isabella’s face was pale, her eyes wide and glassy, as if she had just seen a ghost. Her hair was disheveled, and she looked lik
