Chapter 323
Vivienne
I watch on TV as the rest of the Hans do their press conference.
There have been a lot of these lately. The campaign is in full swing, and every day brings another event, another photo op, another performance.
Just yesterday I stood beside Damien at a business luncheon. The day before, a gala with Olga. Last week, Damien and I accompanied Bernard Han himself to some high-profile fundraiser.
Luckily, today I didn't have to.
I sit on the couch, remote in hand, watching the screen with a mixture of longing and dread.
Daphne is there.
She's perfect, of course. Effortlessly charming in a way the rest of them have to work at.
We haven't spoken about what happened.
Not really.
Every time she approaches me, I avoid her. Make an excuse. Disappear. It's cowardly, I know.
I sigh, setting down the remote.
Wow, Vivienne.
Sleeping with your sister-in-law.
What's worse is I don't regret it.
Not even a tiny bit.
