Chapter 20
~ Navine ~
“You like it?”
Nathaniel’s voice cut through the air, light and teasing, but it landed in my chest like a blow.
For a second, I couldn’t move. Couldn’t breathe. My eyes were still on Hailey, on that dress clinging to her body like a second skin, the neckline dipping just enough to make my stomach twist violently.
That dress.
The exact dress.
I felt the blood drain from my face.
“I...” I started, then stopped. The word died in my throat before it could become anything coherent. I didn’t trust what would come out if I tried again.
So I turned away.
“I’ve got somewhere to be,” I muttered, already stepping back, already creating distance. I didn’t look at Nathaniel. I couldn’t look at Hailey. I couldn’t look at anyone.
I walked off like a coward, my
