Chapter 455

• Viola didn’t leave. Not yet.
• Even with all the eyes on her some curious, some judgmental she stayed seated, her chin lifted just high enough to pretend she wasn’t slowly unraveling. But I saw it. The edge in her stare. She wasn’t watching out of interest. She was waiting hoping for me to stumble. For one misstep at this high-stakes event to justify all the snide things she whispered behind closed doors.
• But I don’t stumble. Not anymore.