Kirsten's guilt hit her almost instinctively.
She immediately looked away from Edmond's gaze, lowering her eyes. It seemed there was something on the floor far more interesting than the quiet tension she had just caused.
If she stayed any longer, she had no doubt this man would expose her little moment of curiosity in front of everyone.
Turning on her heel, she walked quickly toward Zack and said in a low voice, "Zack, it's a bit stuffy inside. I'm going to get some air on the deck."
Zack nodded, assuming she simply wasn't used to the social pressure of such an event, and didn't question it.
With that, Kirsten didn't hesitate another second. She slipped away like someone fleeing a battlefield.
Out on the deck, the sea breeze greeted her with its briny coolness, carrying away the suff
