His Favoritism Finally Broke Me

At the engagement party, the hotel went dark.

I stepped on a shattered champagne glass, and the cut on my ankle bled instantly.

Around me people gasped, and without thinking I called out for Denys James.

He heard me. I know he heard me. And he went straight past me, rushing down to Hailey Winfield at the foot of the stage.

When the emergency lights came up, I saw him with her gathered against him, his voice low. "Did it scare you?"

The emcee froze onstage, then offered quietly, "Mr. James, Ms. Fox is hurt too."

Only then did Denys turn.