Chapter 58

Grace frowned a little and blurted out without thinking, "Why are you drinking my wine?" Lucas's eyes darted between the two of them, clearly picking up on the awkward vibe. Yup, classic case of one-sided feelings here. Their dynamic sure sparked some curiosity. Everyone around cast nosy glances, full of gossip, but no one dared to actually ask anything. Meanwhile, Victoria was out cold in the bedroom, sleeping like a rock. She even slipped into a dream. Back in her college days. Those were some good times—carefree days, surrounded by close friends and a boyfriend who adored her. To Victoria, that chapter was like a perfect little bubble of happiness. But the dream suddenly twisted. Now she was holding Elijah' hand, standing in front of Grace. Grace's face was twisted in disbelief, her words sharp and hurtful—it felt like someone had ripped Victoria's heart in half. They used to be the kind of best friends who talked about everything. Now? This whole nightmare had rooted itself so deep