“Why didn’t you tell me? It doesn’t make sense for you to know what Mister Alfonso’s fiancée might like, you know?” Ella’s question hung in the air like a heavy blow. The words, sharp and cutting, broke the silence and compelled you to answer.
As they enjoyed a few sticks of barbecue, Ella and Reid savored cold beers, the cups glistening with condensation. The air was filled with the delicious aroma of barbecue as they carefully arranged the dishes on the table, creating a mouth-watering feast. Ella was elated that the billionaire’s fiancée had chosen her dream dress. As a way of expressing gratitude for her critique, Ella had invited the man to a delightful barbecue.
Between bites of barbecue, Ella relished the smoky flavor before continuing their conversation. Even while eating, she sp
