Chapter 93

LYDIA’S POV

For a moment, I thought I had heard wrong.

The word echoed in my head, loud and disorienting, but I needed to be sure.

“The… what?” I asked, my voice slower this time, careful, like saying it too quickly would make it real.

The stylist paused, finally noticing the shift in my expression. “The Lombardis’ engagement party,” he repeated, though this time there was hesitation in his tone.