The woman across from him had red hair—bright, unmistakable. She laughed softly after the kiss, touching his arm like it was the most natural thing in the world.
He smiled back.
Not the polite smile he gave strangers.
The real one.
My chest tightened, heat rushing up my spine, anger rising fast enough to drown everything else. I could already see it—me walking out there, calling his name, watching his face collapse as the truth exploded in front of everyone.