Feel the Way You Feel, My Love

Natalie only realized then that Shane still had his arm around her, so she quickly freed herself using her own hands.

Bereft of his support, Natalie teetered unsteadily on one foot.

“Joyce.” Natalie extended her hands towards her friend.

Joyce understood her and came forward to lend support.

Seeing that she was okay, Shane withdrew the hand he had left hanging in the air into a fist before stuffing it into his own pocket.

Jasmine fronted him and raised a pair of teary eyes. “Explain yourself, Shane. Why were you holding her?”

He pressed his lips and answered rather impatiently. “Her foot was hurt.”

“Even if it was, it’s not your place to support her. You are my fiancé. What am I supposed to think when you put your hands on another woman in front of me?” Jasmine bit her lip in disgruntlement.

Shane furrowed, and was about to say something.

Then Joyce got in before him. “Hey, aren’t you being a little too petty? Mr. Shane had already explained himself. Do you have to act as though they have somehow wronged you? Moreover, Nat’s injury was of your doing. If your fiancé helped out, it should be considered atonement for your crimes!”

“You…”

aflame as she prepared to retort, but she was abruptly pulled aside by Shane. He lowered his sights towards Natalie’s foot

slightly as she answered in the affirmative under her

mood took a hit as he

reflexively denied the allegations. “That’s a

oil so that Natalie would get hurt. And this right here, is proof of your guilt!” Joyce took the bottle of essential oil over from Natalie and raised

bottle before and was able to recognize

this brand was

true?” He pursed his lips as he

against her chest when Shane gets this way. She dared not look him in the eye. “Of… Of course not. I’m not the only one who uses essential oil. Who

to get tested?” Natalie’s

if the oil outside

eyes lit up. “If we find a match, then you

weak and she slumped

to an admission of

eyed her coldly. “You

shivered as she