She had never regretted more than ever the decision to cruelly sever the relationship with George River.
She knew that it was her whom George loved, that his affair with Hannah Winter was nothing more than a public pretense, but the man's recent attitude made her feel inexplicably uneasy.
A woman was always sensitive to the thoughts of the man she loved.
The gentleness when he held her, his distant look while dining with her, followed by a sigh, as well as the passionate gaze he held her with—they all seemed as if they were looking through her at someone else.
She, such a high and mighty individual, couldn't tolerate being the replacement for another woman, yet she couldn't let go of George, be it for the sake of her own feelings or career.
She took a deep breath, trying hard to remain calm. Looking at Hannah's stunning face, she could barely hide her jealousy, "Our turn to perform is coming soon, and I want you to know, once I take this spot, I won't give it up easily."
