Chapter 23 Ghosts From The Past

• My fiancé?
• Those two words sounded so odd coming from Roselyn’s mouth. They depicted a reality she didn’t even believe in. The image of a pitch-perfect, happily-ever-after marriage postal, everything a well-educated, rich heiress was supposed to represent. I was so shaken by her declaration I could barely keep a straight face. Luckily, Brent didn’t seem to notice. He gave me a polite, confident look, and nodded in delight. He obviously didn't know a thing about me.
• "Nice to meet you, Lisa." A friendly smile plastered across his face. "You were one of Rose's classmates, am I right?"