(Dustin’s POV)
I'm reviewing the quarterly reports when Parker bursts into my office without knocking.
"Dude," he says, out of breath. "You need to see this."
"See what?" I don't look up from my laptop. "I'm busy, Parker."
"Seriously. You need to see this right now." He shoves his phone in my face.
I grab it, annoyed, ready to tell him off for interrupting me.
And then I see it.
Sabrina. My Sabrina. Dancing with some man on a cruise ship.
No, not just dancing. Pressed against him. Looking up at him with an expression I haven't seen on her face in... God, I don't even know how long.
And then they kiss.
It's not a polite kiss. It's not a friendly kiss.
It's the kind of kiss that makes my vision go red.
"What the hell is this?" I demand, my voice coming out strangled.
"It's from
