Chapter 21 - The Christmas Ball part 2

I found my table in the dining room and saw Kat sitting on one of the eight available chairs. I took the one beside hers and quickly stopped the server, who passed me with a tray of champagne flutes. I took two, downed the first one, and cradled the second one with my left hand.

Kat’s eyes became small slits as she studied me and became concerned. “What’s happening with you? You look weird.”

“I had a fucking epiphany, and I think I’m going to be sick,” I mumbled and took big gulps out of the second flute.

Nate arrived at our reserved table shortly after with a beautifully dressed woman clinging to his arm. She looked similar to Kat, with a tall, slender shape and loose blond hair cascading down her back. I couldn’t say if she was beautiful since she hid her face behind a black mask, but she had the air of someone who knew she was pretty.

I hated her immediately, and I couldn’t imagine what Kat was thinking. I thought I could finish the night without getting hammered, but with everythin