Caroline's POV
“Some people may be sick,” I said lightly, my tone dripping with mock sympathy as I looked at Cerene through the rearview mirror, “but they’ll always find the energy to squeeze themselves into other people’s business, won’t they? It’s almost impressive, really.”
Cerene’s shoulders stiffened. She turned her head slightly, eyes glistening as she tried to summon tears on command. Her lip quivered in that practiced way she always used when she wanted Peter’s attention. “Peter… I didn’t mean to intrude. I just thought....”
Peter let out a low chuckle, the sound surprising even me.
He glanced at me in the mirror, amusement flickering in his eyes for a brief second before he cleared his throat. “We’ve arrived.”
The upscale restaurant glowed under warm lights as Peter pulled u
