She's back (Morgan and Dante) novel Chapter 5

Morgan's pov:

I grabbed my champagne flute a bit too hard, the brief fear of breaking it flashing through my mind. It should be impossible, right? Breaking the glass with my bare hands. But with the emotions running through me right now, I had no doubts that if I pressed hard enough I would break the glass.

Dante. Dante is here. I hadn't expected him to show up, heck I hadn't expected to see anyone I knew here! The Lovesons were a secretive lot, very few people were invited to parties they attended to.

And yet Dante is here. He's looking right at me, those eyes that I can't shake off my mind no matter how hard I try. Those eyes that often gazed at me with a soft look that brought tears into my eyes. Only for me to find out that it was all fake. He had another woman in his mind as he stared at me.

I grit my teeth hard, raising a door against the memories. This isn't the time. This isn't the time to be going down memory lane. He cast me out. He treated me like trash.

Morgan, don't ever forget that.

"Dante," I said, keeping my voice controlled. His eyes widened just a fraction, a flicker of shock passing through them. My gaze moved from those warm brown eyes to the woman hanging on his arm like a delicate flower. "Nova." I said her name like it was pure venom on my tongue.

"Morgan," Dante said, his voice deep and smooth like honey. I resisted the goosebumps that threatened to break out over my skin. His voice....oh my goodness his voice! I brought my champagne flute up to my lips and gulped down the golden liquid.

Morgan, pull yourself together!

"Morgan?!" Nova gasped, her eyes going wide. "Oh my goodness! Look at you, you look so amazing bestie!" She unhooked her arm from Dante's and walked over to me, her arms spread wide.

I stepped back, raising my champagne flute in front of me protectively. "Stay right there." I said, my voice tight and hard.

"Aww, what's wrong?" Nova pouted, cocking her head to the side. "Aren't you happy to see me? To see us?"

I grit my teeth hard to control my emotions. How dare she? How dare nova show up here, wearing the dress that Dante had gotten me for our first anniversary? Didn't she know? Didn't she see the pictures all over the house?! I left that house with nothing but the clothes on my back, she just have known how important and sentimental that gown was to me.

She smirked, and in that moment I was sure that she knew. She knew about the dress. and it didn't help that she looked like me, she had my kind of body. People always thought we were twins. Nova Knew this.

I wanted to rip that dress off her body. But I won't do that. I couldn't ever lower myself to her level.

"What are you doing here, by the way?" Nova asked, turning to glance at Dante. "My darling and I got a private invitation. But you, how did you worm your way into this kind of event?"

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