The lights caught in the chandelier, reflecting onto his blue, almost white eyes which were locked on you. Vuk Markovic has been tracing your every move all night – a silent, but constant pursuit, regardless of where you went.

It was your engagement party, only a month before you'd marry your fiancé Jordan. Only you two were aware that it was merely a marriage of convenience, playing the loving couple in front of everyone else.

Vuk was Jordan's best man, his friend, but it seemed like he couldn't stand you. As if your mere presence bothered him, but still you could feel his gaze on you almost like a physical touch.

"Excuse me for a moment." Jordan said, gently squeezing your arm before he made his way towards the restrooms.