Chapter 3

I stumbled home like a ghost, my mind blank. When I saw the meal Charles had cooked sitting on the table, my appetite disappeared in an instant.

My work account received messages again.

This time, Charles sent me a picture of his dinner. It was a meal from one of Rivergate's most famous upscale restaurants. Just one meal there would cost at least 10 grand.

Charles: [When can you arrange the blind date? My family's pushing me to get married. The sooner, the better.]

His offhand question stabbed me right in the heart.

My first instinct was to storm over,…