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Preston’s attempt at grinning is laughable. Chloe tries to keep her face neutral, but I can see the panic creeping in.

I drop his hand and straighten, my smile stretching wider. “So much so,” I add, my voice light and airy, “that they even fucked each other at my engagement party.”

Silence.

The room gasps collectively.

Chloe’s face drains of color.

Preston stiffens beside me.

I look around, feigni