#Chapter 17: A Fashion Face Off

Renee’s POV Anger builds up in Eric. His eyes blaze a fiery red, an indication of his pending rage. He’s probably used to giving people this look and having them buckle at their knees, but I don’t. I lift my chin and meet his stare, keeping my gaze cold and unbothered. Eric’s lips curl into a smirk and then he walks away. Good thing he’s turned around so he can’t see the lift of my eyebrows. I slip the photo of the three of us out of my purse. It’s the only tangible reminder of what could have been. Already looking at this photo feels like a distant memory. This moment will never be recreated. It can’t be. A proud Alpha like Eric can’t tolerate such humiliation and rejection. It’s truly over. Relief washes over me, but for some reason I’m still clutching the photo to my chest. It’s been weeks since the amusement park, though I’m beginning to wonder if it ever happened at all or if it was just some kind of fever dream. Every day for weeks since then I’ve been looking