Chapter 43 Twenty Carats, Right?
- The smile was still on Rosie’s face when the words started again. Less glass-breaking this time, more like the scratch of a fork against expensive china. Polished. Sharp. Intentional.
- “Rosie McCallister, is it true you were married before you ever met his family?”
- A voice, female, uncomfortably close. The kind of tone that made compliments sound like accusations.