Tucker’s gaze broke away from mine, landing on my hand and the diamond that sparkled on my finger. Smothering darkness fell over his face. I knew this look. He was furious. “Are you…” He didn’t finish the question. “Oh yes,” I confirmed, waiting to feel triumphant, redeemed, or just a little less humiliated, but that victorious feeling never came. “I’m engaged to Rhyland Coltridge. Remember him?”
