“Come on, Matt. Let’s go inside,” She said, putting an arm around him.
She held out her hand for Ethan to take the other one, but he was still brewing in his place. His eyes never left mine; I knew Irene could finally see that Ethan wasn’t okay and that he was staring at me.
“Ethan?” She asked, worry clear in her tone as she looked between the two of us. “Is everything okay?”
He pressed his lips together, his eyes still remained on mine.
“Ethan?” She asked again when he didn’t respond the first time.
I cleared my throat loudly, snapping him out of his trance.
“I think your fiancé is waiting for you,” I told him, loudly.
He blinked a few times as if he was just remembering where he was. His eyes snapped to Irene who had a crease between her brows and was looking at him suspici
