Star-crossed Lovers

Olivia Stackhouse marched up towards me, breathing fire. Kingsley stepped forward, blocking her. ‘What are you doing here?’ ‘I could ask you the same thing!’ Olivia tried to push her way past him. ‘What are you doing with that woman?’ ‘Did you follow me here?’ Kingsley’s voice turned grave. ‘So what if I did?’ Olivia crossed her arms. ‘I’m your fiancée. I have a right to know what you are doing.’ The fat diamond ring she wore on her left hand glittered under the white light. ‘You left the dinner party without so much as a goodbye. I had to know what happened.’ Olivia stabbed a finger in my direction. ‘I knew you came here for the bitch.’ ‘Will you stop yelling? And don’t call her that.’ Kingsley walked out of the room. ‘What, are you taking her side?’ Olivia chased after him. ‘Where are you going? We are not done talking!’ ‘Please keep your voice down! You are in a hospital!’ Dr Hanson hissed at the woman. Olivia turned her head to look. I thought she was going to argue with the stern-