Chapter 67: Two to Tango

Calla’s POV

The doors swung shut behind me with a crash.

Every head in the room had turned to look at me. The musicians, to their credit, kept playing, but the conversation dropped away fast, rippling outward from the entrance until the whole hall was mostly quiet and staring at me.

Vaughn was at the center of the floor, standing beneath a spotlight that illuminated the silver threads in his hair