My Fiancé

Alana didn’t waste a second, her voice slicing through the growing tension with the sharp precision of a well-honed blade. “Thank you for visiting my fiancé, Christina,” she said, the word fiancé rolling off her tongue with deliberate emphasis, each syllable an unmistakable stake in the ground. Her eyes flicked to Calvin briefly, then back to Christina, a subtle smirk tugging at the corner of her lips. The message was crystal clear: Calvin belonged to her, and she wanted Christina to understand that without question.

Christina’s eyebrows lifted slightly in response, but she didn’t flinch. Instead, she met Alana’s pointed gaze with a calm, unbothered smile, her poise unshaken. She took her time, letting a brief silence stretch between them before responding. “Oh yes, the engagement,” she said, her voice cool and measured, with a hint of mockery hidden beneath the surface. “Remind me, wasn’t it due to some... persuasion?” She paused, her eyes narrowing slightly, letting her words sink i
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