Olivia's POV
I went speechless… Of course I won't mind… I hated the idea of me and Frederick having dinner alone or being seen alone with him, but then the realization that Frederick suggested that Selene could come with us was something unexpected….
This was Frederick—the same man who had cornered me with his obsession, who had sworn fire and brimstone if I didn't belong to him. The same man who had snarled and threatened to tear down everything I loved if I dared to reject him.
And now?
Here I was, playing my part, pretending to want him, and he was the one suggesting she should come along. Suggesting Selene—Selene—could join us at dinner.
It felt wrong. Twisted. Like somehow, I had become the third wheel in a game I was supposed to control.
I forced a smile. "Of course I don't mind," I said sweetly, though every word burned on my tongue. "Why would I?"
