"What are you doing here?" I asked alarmed.
This was the women's bathroom. Secondly, rumors about me were already circulating. It'll do me no good to be photographed coming out of the bathroom with another woman's husband.
"I needed to speak to you," He said, time filled with urgency.
"About what? We can do it outside, we shouldn't be..." he grabbed my arm cutting me off. "George...." I tried to pull out of his hold but his grip tightened and he pulled me into his chest. "What are you doing? What is wrong with you?"
"What is wrong with me? It's you, Leena. You are driving me crazy and ...."
"Stop this!" I pulled out of his hold. "What are you on about?" I asked.
"I f****d up. Okay, I f****d up big time. I didn't realize how serious this was until I saw you dancing with that man.
