Chapter 31

• Minerva’s POV
• ​I tug gently at Kendall's arm, my fingers fluttering against her sleeve as I put on a masterclass of kindness. I widen my eyes, letting them fill with a fresh layer of soft, helpless tears. "Kendall, please, don't do this," I plead, my voice trembling with a delicate, fragile pitch that echoes perfectly through the quiet cafe.
• "Rosalina has every right to be upset with me. I am the one who caused all this tension by returning to the country."