Chapter 71

• AMARIS’ POV
• The ring had been in my purse all along. I hadn’t planned to wear it hell, I didn’t think I would wear it. So why was the blue diamond now gleaming on my finger like it had always belonged there?
• Part of me chalked it up to self-preservation. With men like Zebulon prowling around, upgrading my public status even if it was fake offered a layer of protection I couldn’t ignore. But there was another part, deeper and far more hesitant, that refused to admit it was more than just strategy. Not until I did something completely out of character: I watched one of Theron’s recent interviews. The one where they asked about us.