Nikita's heart sank as she spotted Paul dancing with Elena. A wave of disbelief crashed over her, and she instinctively hid her face behind her hands.
"No way!" she muttered, the reality of the situation sinking in.
"He can't do this to me. He's using me like this again. Why, Paul?" Nikita's thoughts raced, and tears welled up in her eyes as she grappled with the sudden betrayal unfolding before her.
"It isn't Paul. He can't do it with me," Nikita murmured, her voice filled with a mixture of denial and heartbreak.
The weight of the realization became too much, and she collapsed to the ground, the dance floor a witness to the shattered pieces of her trust.
Derek, sensing his daughter's distress, moved to her side. He took her hand in his, offering a silent but firm support in the face of the storm brewing within Nikita.
