"What's with all those looks?"
"Figure it out for yourself."
Laura Lowell giggled, linking her arm through Aiden Shaw's as they walked toward the car.
Hannah Hale patted Zachary Redgrave on the shoulder and gave him a knowing look before smiling and following Laura.
"Redgrave, honestly... with standards like yours, I'm afraid only a goddess from the heavens would qualify. But goddesses are meant for gods, so they probably wouldn't give you a second look."
With that, Peach grabbed her suitcase and bolted.
She was mainly afraid that if she'd been a second slower, she'd have been beaten to a pulp.
Zachary Redgrave was so furious he felt like he was about to die. 'What kind of friends are these?'
'Did I dig up their ancestral graves in a past life or something? Or ruin their love lives? This has to be some kind of terrible karma.'
