Page 37 of Tormented Billionaire Romance Series

Another chance.Does she really think I have another shot with Clara? Is there time for that?I stared at the fire place. The letters beside me rattled in place, toppling again from me shifting on the cushions. I fixed my gaze upon them.I guess if I make time, I can find out. If I stay, I could really have a relationship with Clara again. We could be happy—I could be happy. But it all starts with me staying.

CHAPTER10

Clara

I balancedmyself carefully on a ladder while raising up some silk curtains to measure. I wanted to tack them in as soon as possible. It would be much less to do later.

I turned carefully. “Hey, Jen?”

“Yeah?”

“Can you pass that box of tacks?”

She glanced around wildly to locate the box. I giggled while she struggled to find it beneath the oceans of fabric we had gathered around and between the tables. She lifted some fabric, gasped, and raised up a tiny beige box.

As she handed it over, a woman walked up behind her.

“Jen,” she said. “I have a question about the aisle walk.”

“Yeah,” Jen replied mindlessly. “What's up, Victoria?”

I turned with the box in my hand, trying to figure out how I was going to grab a tack and stick it to the fabric. I sighed out of frustration and dropped the curtain.

“So, how tall is Gabe? I know you have me paired with him, but I need to accommodate for leg stride so we don't fall out of place,” Victoria continued.

“We'll be practicing that the night before,” Jen replied.

I frowned. “Wait, I thought I was walking with Gabe?”

Victoria stared at me as Jen turned slowly.

Jen shrugged. “Well, about that . . .”

“About that?” I repeated. “Did you change the arrangement?”

“Yeah, I did. I wanted you to feel comfortable at my wedding.”

I smiled warmly. “Oh, that's really nice of you, Jen. Who am I paired with?”

“I meant to tell you sooner, actually.”

“So, tell me.”

She hissed slightly as she pressed her hands together. “You're walking with Levon.”

“I'm walking with . . . What?” I dropped the box of tacks, causing them to scatter all over the fabric surrounding our feet. Some of them skittered underneath, clacking together. “You paired me with Levon?”

“I did.”

“And why did you do that?”

“It was the easiest swap possible without disturbing the entire walking setup.”

I shook my head. “I don't want to be walking with your brother.”

“Why?” Victoria posed curiously. “He's like super handsome.”

I scoffed. “Yeah, he's a super handsomeex-boyfriend.”

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