Chapter87:

Nolan's eyes were fixed on Layla and Regan, a storm of emotions swirling within him. He felt a strange mixture of happiness and jealousy, a confusing combination that left him feeling unsettled.  He watched as Layla laughed and danced, her face glowing with joy. He wanted to be the one to make her smile like that, to be the one to make her feel so carefree. But he also felt a pang of envy, seeing Regan so close to Layla. He knew he had no right to feel that way - after all, he was the one who had pushed Layla away. But then he allowed his anger get the best of him as he stood up in a rage walking over to the dance floor. As Nolan approached, Layla felt a chill run down her spine. She turned and saw him, his expression dark and unreadable. Regan also noticed Nolan, and he let go of Layla's hand.  "Nolan," she said, a hint of caution in her voice.  "What's going on?" Nolan ignored Regan, his gaze fixed solely on Layla.  "What do you think you're doing?" he asked, his tone sharp and accus