Chapter 76

SEBASTIAN

“Bitch.”

“Sorry?” Dahlia blinked, confused, clutching the torn fabric to her back.

“Errm…not you.” I say. I can’t possibly tell Dahlia that Loren intentionally gave her the damaged dress with the intention to what? Embarrass her? That must have been the plan. She didn’t know the dress would come off this soon, even before we got to the event.

“What am I going to do now? Loren lent me the dress. She’s going to be mad when she finds out I damaged it.”

How naive. Even at this point, she’s worried about Loren’s feelings.

I didn’t answer. My hand slammed the gear into reverse, tires screeching as I spun the car around. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t argue—not when she saw the look on my face.

I’m done with Loren’s games.

“I’m taking you home,” I said, voice clipped.

“We aren’t going to the party anymore?” She asked.

I gave her a brief curious look. Why did she ask? Would she be disappointed if we don’t end up goi