Chapter 183: Silent game
The hall was lively filled with laughter and chatter. Ophelia had a smile on her lips, she twirled lightly across the dance floor with her groom. It was her night, after all, and from the way her eyes sparkled, it seemed like she was happy with the arrangements.
They had the spotlight regardless...
Abrielle didn’t care about the dance floor and secretly wished Cedric would just give her some breathing space. His domineering presence was hard to ignore and was unsettling.
Cedric stood up, and Abrielle was about to release a breath of relief that he was about to let her breathe, but the devil never let us rest. Abrielle’s heart jumped to her throat once she felt his hold on her arm.
He yanked her off her seat not giving her a chance to protest. Her eyes were locked on his broad back as he pulled to the dance floor. It seemed like he was in a bad mood but she could not care less about him.
He stopped in the middle of the dance floor, his figure stood up among the sea of people dancing there. She never had a choice when it came to him, there was no way she could refuse dancing when they were in front of many eyes.
Her breath was caught in her throat when she felt his arm circle her waist pulling her closer to him. He was close and invading her breathing space. His strong cinnamon and sandalwood scent with a hint of alcohol embraced her.
Their fingers twirled together, and she slowly placed her hand on his shoulders, and they started to move according to the music. It felt weird having such a peaceful moment together.
Their entrance on the dance floor drew attention and they slowly stole the show from the bride and groom. Ophelia and Ryker left the dance floor followed by others. This skipped Abrielle’s attention as she was fighting her inner turmoil.
"I didn’t know the floor was more interesting than my face," Cedric mentioned as they continued moving to the melody. Abrielle’s shoulders stiffened but she refused to gaze back at him.
No reply, she sneered at him, slowly turning her eyes to stare at the full-length window at the end of the hall. There was a beautiful full moon outside, a perfect day for a wedding. It was more interesting to watch the sky instead or look at his face which infuriated her
She was mad at him, more like mad at herself. Her mind was still in a mess after their last conversation that went wrong. Cedric clicked his tongue at her actions. He pulled her forward, making her miss her step. She slammed into his chest as he knocked all the air from his lungs, closing out all the space between them.