Chapter 29

Mabel POV

A movement in the shadows caught my attention. Diamond earrings and a necklace glittered beneath the moonlight.

A slender figure stepped into view, strutting with the finesse of a model.

“Alec,” called a quiet voice, so familiar it sent bile rising in my throat.

I shut my eyes, wishing this was a dream. But it wasn’t—I was here. He was here. And now she was here.

I reopened my eyes just as she stepped into the light, wearing a white dress so sheer and short it looked like it belonged in a bedroom, with a neckline that threatened to defy gravity.

Angelina Lancaster.

Her lips curved into a smug smile as she locked eyes with Alec. “There you are!”

“Hello, Angelina,” he mumbled.