Chapter 5

The ballroom erupted in gasps, then overlapping voices.

Glasses hit tables. Phones rose into the air. The photographer beside the head table still held his camera, but he had forgotten to take the picture.

Taryn snatched the microphone from me.

“Have you lost your mind?”

Miles grabbed my wrist and pulled me toward a side room.

“Come with me.”

I twisted free but followed him.

I wasn’t protecting his dignity. I wanted him to explain that message in front of Daphne.

Before the door had fully closed, Miles turned on me.

“You went through my messages?”

“They appeared on our…