The dinner party had come to a close, and the house that had been alive with laughter and conversation just moments ago was now eerily silent. Noah stands near the entrance, his face contorted with anger, his clenched fists revealing his tension.

Noah’s jaw tenses, and he whispers through gritted teeth, “Your behavior tonight was excessive, to say the least. You were all over those people, flirting and laughing as if I didn’t even exist.” A dangerous glint appeared his eyes as he steps closer.