I scoff incredulously, unable to suppress my reaction, lifting my arms in absolute disbelief as I shake my head slowly.

I can’t believe what I’m seeing.

This has to be a joke…

I turn my attention back to Alana, my eyes hot and blazing with a kind of fury I haven’t felt in forever.

“Holy fucking hell, you have got to be kidding me,” I mutter, fighting the urge to pace restlessly even though my legs are itching to move. “Are you fucking serious? This is what you came here for? To give me a fucking invitation to your wedding?!” I wave the envelope in front of her twice before dropping it to the floor apathetically.

I’m convinced I’ve lost my mind, because the next thing I know, I’m reaching forward and grabbing her arm, my fingers violently digging into her.

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