Tom’s glare could be felt for miles as he watches his brother flirt with the love of his life. Bellatrix sits next to him, oblivious to her husband’s wandering eye. As the seconds pass, the anger in his chest only grows hotter.

Before he can stop himself, Tom is raising from his seat and moving quickly across the room. One thing is certain. If Mattheo doesn’t step away, Tom may just lose the last shred of composure that he has.