After I was brought back to the Wentworth Group, my father told me to dance the opening waltz at the charity gala.

I looked at the three men I’d grown up with. The ones who’d already promised.

They walked right past me. All three reached for Skylar.

Dax spoke first. “DNA says you’re a Wentworth. But Skylar’s in an awkward spot right now. No one picks her, she’ll be humiliated.”

Jasper laughed. “Thea, you’re tough as nails. I’m sitting this one out.”