But he couldn't see the blood running down my hand. He couldn't see the dress torn to pieces on the floor.
All he did was cup Vivian's swollen cheek and stroke it over and over, so gentle, so tender, his hands trembling with how much it pained him.
"Leonora!"
He tucked the sobbing Vivian behind him and turned that frozen stare back on me.
"Have you lost your goddamn mind? If you hurt the baby, how the hell are you going to make that right?!"
"Apologize to Vivian. Now."
### Chapter 5
"She destroyed my wedding dress!" I screamed through my tears. "Why the hell should I apologize to her?!"
"It's a piece of junk worth a few hundred bucks! Didn't I already say I'd pay extra for it?!"
Then his gaze dropped to the back of my hand.
"Why are you bleeding so much?"
His expression shifted instantly, and he ran out to find a staff member with a first-aid kit.
The second Stewart turned his back, Vivian's tears vanished like a magic trick.
She curled her lips into a mocking smile:
"All these years you clung to Stewart like a shameless little leech, throwing yourself at him without a shred of dignity."