He looked at me, anger swirling in the depths of his blue eyes as impulse clouded his judgement. In the next second, he slammed his palm against the table, sending a loud bang across the cafe, eliciting a surprised gasp that rose from the small crowd around us. The customers who were once minding their own business now whipped their heads around, watching us with anticipation and curiosity swimming in their eyes.
"What are you trying to say?" He snarled. "Are you saying that Stella is cheating on me? That she isn't actually on a trip with her friends?!"
"Woah, calm down," I urged, raising my arms up in mock surrender as a smirk morphed itself onto my lips. "I was just simply asking a question. If you two aren't dating then you don't need to worry or overreact, right? Unless…"
