Chapter 12

After finalizing the wedding dress, Yvette clung to Cody's arm as they headed back to the hotel. She chattered non-stop about which restaurant they should go to the next evening. Cody replied absentmindedly, his gaze constantly drifting across the street. Most of Cody's friends were business contacts or friends from his study-abroad days. A Lefleinian named Mark Sandoval was one of them. Mark was an artist, easygoing and carefree by nature. He and Whitney got along especially well and often ended up losing track of time as they talked endlessly about art. When Mark spotted Yvette, his eyes lit up instantly. He strode over and greeted her in rapid-fire Lefleinian. "Whitney? Long time no see! You look more beautiful than ever!" Yvette was stunned. She didn't understand Lefleinian, so she just stood there awkwardly. The smile on her face froze as well. Cody's friends quickly pulled Mark aside and whispered, "That's not Whitney. That's Yvette, Cody's girlfriend." "What? Isn't he mar