“What the heck, Celine, what are you doing?" Brian groaned, jerking to his feet. He reached for my napkin and started wiping the stain of his shirt and face, frowning.
She scoffed. "Are you playing with me right now? Who the hell is she?" She glared at me, and I froze. Her face was crumpled together like a tigress ready to devour her prey me, in this situation..
"That's none of your business. You shouldn't be doing this either." He glared.
"Why not? My fiancé is whoring around with some sl*t, and I shouldn't do anything about it?" She raised her voice.
Sl*t? I jerked to my feet. "What is going on?" I demanded, frowning.
"It's nothing." He tried to dismiss me.
"What is going on?" I demanded, raising my voice a little.
"I'll tell you. Brian and I have been engaged for five year
