Bouquet of Roses

"Okay, okay, stop glaring already," May said, pulling Catherine's hand gently. "He's probably enjoying every second of this. Don't give him the satisfaction."

She gave Catherine's hand a squeeze. "Seriously, it's his loss. You're the most beautiful girl here. Smart, confident, driven. What more could he possibly want?"

"Cut it out," Elisa muttered, letting out a sigh. "People are starting to notice. You need to chill."

Catherine didn't budge. "He humiliated me," she said under her breath. "And I was being sincere."

Who did Matthew think he was, pulling something like that?

May leaned closer. "Forget him. The next part is about to start. Let's have the team fix your makeup and let's make sure he gets a good look at what he threw away."

Right on cue, the lights in the venue dimmed, signaling the start of the most anticipated event of the night.