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"It's either that or a night in the cell," he said. "I will gladly let you have the second option, and it won't stop at merely one night."
He was deadly serious. Everyone was quiet as he spoke. We had witnessed someone who is always meek as a dove easily become a cobra ready to kill. I even stopped crying.
"I'm sorry," Gabrielle apologized and bowed her head in shame.
She shot me one last spiteful look before leaving. Ethan had held me possessively while threatening her. Even as he watched her leave, he didn't let me go.
"Are you okay?" he asked as he pulled back.
"I can't stay like this," I said as I looked at my dress.
I looked at his suit and noticed that I had stained it with red.
"I'm sure it won't matter if we're both messed up," he said with a chuckle. "Besides no one really cares."
"I'd look like I was being careless," I said.
He looked around and motioned for one of the stewards to bring a glass of red wine. He took the glass and splashed the contents over his suit.
"What are you doing?" I asked.
"I don't want you going home," he replied.
I heard a splashing sound. Allison had poured her drink on herself. "Oops." Everyone started doing it. His family, my staff, even the stewards.
"I guess you can't go home now, can you?" he mocked.
I held back the laughter and exhaled deeply. "You're a very strange being."
"But you love me the same," he said with a smile.
"I love you the same," I agreed. "Gabrielle had been threatening me, but I didn't take it seriously as I kinda felt bad for her."
"You should have told me,” He said. "Well, not like I can say anything, considering she was threatening me too and I didn't say anything."
"I didn't want to bother you with something trivial," I explained.
"Same thing here," he said. "I really should have said something."
"But it's fine," I said. "I didn't know you were going to rage like that."
"I've never had to raise a fist against a woman before. It still feels odd."
"And you never will again," I assured him. "I'll do the lifting next time."
I didn't expect the night to go that way, but seeing everyone stand up for me in my time of shame was enough of a proper motivation. I only had the ringleader to thank.
Chapter twenty-four
The Story of the Broken Ring
Ethan
From the moment I saw the ring, I knew it was the one. The ring looked a bit rough around the edges, and the gem, as expensive as it looked, seemed like it was cut by an amateur. It wasn't the best of the rings but I could tell whoever made it, put their all into making it and it came out like this.
A clumsy, yet beautiful mess.
"How much is this ring?" I asked as I pointed at it.
