Chapter 93
~ Navine ~
I'd been avoiding every possible meeting with my dad and Yvonne throughout the evening. Couldn't bring myself to congratulate them. Couldn't stand there and smile while they talked about wedding plans and future happiness built on lies and betrayal.
So I'd stayed on the periphery. Near the bar. In corners. Anywhere I could see what was happening without being pulled into conversations I wasn't ready to have.
I'd watched Hailey dance with that man—the drunk stranger who'd approached her. And my chest had constricted painfully. Not just with concern for her safety, though that was there too. But with something else. Something possessive and irrational that I had no right to feel.
Jealousy. Pure, simple jealousy watching another man's hands on her waist. Watching he
