Zenith
“What’s so funny?”
I muttered to myself, watching Calista and Nicholas laugh together, sharing an easy conversation that stung more than I cared to admit. There was a weird burn in my chest, something I hadn’t felt ever. Jealousy? No, it couldn’t be. What reason did I have to be jealous of Nicholas?
I don’t feel anything for Calista, I don’t.
I clenched my fists, the anger bubbling up inside me. It wasn’t like I had any claim over her. We were just... acquaintances, forced together by this stupid gala and a bit of history. And yet, seeing her laugh with Nicholas, seeing her so at ease, it grated on my nerves. She was never at ease with me even when we were at our best.
I am not jealous, I am not. This was Zeke, all him. It was his emotions and bond with her clouding my judgment
