True Colors

Magnus and Chelsea walked over toward Cecilia.

As soon as she saw her, Chelsea smiled and greeted her warmly. “Cecilia.”

Magnus echoed the greeting. “Cecilia.”

Cecilia’s expression was slightly stiff as she gave a polite nod. “When did you two meet?”

“Not too long ago,” Chelsea replied. “If it hadn’t been for Magnus, I might’ve been fooled by a complete hypocrite.”

Cecilia blinked, taken aback. “What do you mean?”