Chapter 8
Confusion (Part 2)
I had to be strong.
This was Indian high society and these women would be able to sniff out anything.
So, when Jay walked into the room, I quickly caught up to him and placed my hand on his arm.
He didn’t look at me at first and I had a feeling he wouldn’t want to unless I was Zara.
As we walked around and said hello to the family members, all I could think was that my father would be so proud. Here I was smiling away when I felt like my insides were on fire. I felt like I was being tortured but on the outside I was conversing and laughing.
I almost snorted.
I was talking to Jay’s aunt Marisha about interior decorating. I complimented her for the décor of the ballroom.
“Oh, this is nothing! You should see what I’m doing t
