The five of us—my mother, my sister, Leon, and me—sat around a round table, tension thick in the air, with no one else daring to interrupt. Still, a few were clearly trying to catch bits of our conversation from a distance. Sesillian, especially, was lurking nearby, his sharp gaze boring into me like a blade, eyes narrowed with jealousy that practically oozed from him.
He'd been watching me earlier with those jealous eyes, hadn't he? Now that I knew he swung towards men, it all clicked into place. He was after Leon. And when he found out about my engagement to Leon, that jealousy turned into a seething glare that drilled right through me. Was I just taking the heat for Leon here? It sure felt like a bullet with my name on it. But the way Leon carried himself, that confident smirk playing on his lips, hinted that he had something up his sleeve.
