Chapter 17

• ~KRISTEN~
• I couldn't explain the sudden urge to go over to that chocolate fountain and talk with her again— even with the presence of my fianceé. I couldn't keep my eyes off her at the table. My blood boiled whenever she got too intimate with her so-called boyfriend. How I wished I could tear him apart. But that wasn't my sole focus right now.
• Regina was. And without further ado, I had stood on my feet, and gave Billie the excuse of going to fetch some more edibles at the chocolate fountain— noticing the discomfort etched on her face as I mentioned chocolate fountain— before I left the table.