Chapter 4

The gala was a nightmare of faces I should recognize but didn't. Crystal chandeliers cast merciless light across the Sterling mansion's grand ballroom, illuminating every perfectly dressed guest who expected me to know them. Each approaching smile sent a fresh wave of panic through me.

"Alexandra, darling!" A woman with silver-streaked hair air-kissed both my cheeks. "That dress is... interesting. Not your usual designer?"

I forced a smile, mentally scrambling. "Trying something new."

"Hmm." Her eyes narrowed slightly. "Bold choice for your birthday celebration."

I'd selected what seemed like the most elegant black dress from Alex's closet, but apparently even…