On my engagement day, I discovered that the object of my father's affair was none other than my best friend.
Watching the two of them embracing not far away, I nearly collapsed.
Instinctively, I reached for my fiancé Alec's hand, seeking comfort.
But I touched the back of a hand that was ice-cold and clenched into a tight fist.
Confused, I looked at Alec, only to see his eyes blazing red, his face contorted with jealousy and madness. Before I could react, he charged forward and landed a punch square on my father's face.
"Quint, you dare touch my woman? I'll kill you!"