Chapter 400

Grace's mind snapped back to the drink she had. Still, pulling off something like that at an event this size required precision. She swept her gaze across the room and quickly spotted someone familiar—Yancey. He headed toward her the second their eyes met. "What's wrong, Grace? Are you okay?" She tried to answer, but the heat slammed into her again—sharp, unbearable, like ants crawling all over her skin. It wasn't just a surface itch—it felt like it was rising from her bones, deep and maddening. Scratching barely helped. She averted her gaze and gave a slight shake of her head. Too many familiar eyes were here tonight. If they saw her clinging to Yancey, they would only revive the old whispers that she was still hopelessly in love with him. She instinctively turned to leave, hoping to find somewhere to hide. But Yancey caught her wrist. "Grace, seriously, what's going on? If you're not okay, I'll take you home." Her vision was already swimming. There was no point tr