Chapter 46

Trystan stood frozen at the entrance of the corridor as he watched Bethany and Tyler head toward the restroom. He felt an inexplicable urge to follow them. With music blaring behind him and a scene of intimacy unfolding ahead, he knew he should turn away, but he couldn't move. "Trystan, help me! Help me!" Bethany's desperate cries for help reached him, but the bright lights made it difficult to see her expression clearly. Help... me? Something didn't feel right to Trystan. He tried to step forward, but Megan grabbed his arm. "What are you doing here, Trystan?" Megan glanced down the corridor, then quickly shielded her eyes. "Come on, Trystan, let's leave," Megan urged, pulling him away. Bethany watched in despair as Trystan was pulled away. Tears filled her eyes, and suddenly, she felt like a puppet controlled by others. Trystan had left. Just like that, he had left. What had she been holding onto all this time? What had she been fighting against? The marriage was more sicke