Chapter 65

• Rosalina's POV
• ​I don't even fully comprehend why I practically ran out of that private dining suite, but the crushing atmosphere between the two of us had simply made it hard for me to draw a breath. Every time he looks at me, the boundaries I try so hard to build seem to fracture.
• ​I push open the heavy door to the ladies' lounge, seeking nothing more than cold water and a moment of complete isolation to collect my scattered thoughts. But fate seems to possess a thoroughly cruel, twisted sense of humor tonight. The exact millisecond the door swings shut behind me, the vanity mirror reflects a highly unwelcome figure walking out from the inner stalls.