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"Didn't you know it was me?" I asked him close to his ear, getting as close as I could so he could hear me.

Chris shook his head and shrugged, downplaying it.

When I leaned on his shoulders to talk to him again, I froze in place. A few feet away from us, I saw Ethan dancing with the same woman I had seen in the elevator the last time I saw him.

I had to blink several times to believe that I was really seeing them.

They were extremely close, moving their hips in a very sensual way, too much, I would say. It looked like they were mating!

Out of the sudden rage that consumed me, I squeezed Chris's shoulder hard over his clothes. He winced and looked at me in confusion, distancing himself from me.

I stared at him, perplexed, and when I saw him place a hand on his shoulder, I apologized.

I shifted my gaze to the side of his arm where Ethan had his hands on the woman's hips. It was strange; instead of feeling sad or something, I was angry.

I wanted to punch him.

I realized that Chris was tr