"You son of a b***h! You're the one who betrayed Anna—what right do you have to stand here spreading lies?" Chris pried Zach's hand off her, then drove a fist into his face, and the two traded blows for a few rounds. The groomsmen scrambled to pull them apart.
I hurried to grab the first-aid kit and patched Chris up. He looked down at me, the edge from the fight melting away. "Does it hurt?"
Chris shook his head and shot Zach a challenging look.
Zach watched the whole thing, his face uglier by the second. "Anna, listen to me… I didn't mean it like that."
I didn't spare him a glance. "Zach, leave. You're not welcome here."
A few well-trained security guards filed in. Zach wouldn't go. "Anna! Get these people out of here, we need to talk!"
The guards had to drag him out; the closing do
