Nina returned to the room. Greg was sitting at the head of the table, loudly chanting something.
Two glasses, tied with ribbons, stood in front of them.
Nina sat down next to her. Greg leaned toward her and placed his hand on her knee under the table. His touch was harsh and unpleasant.
“Where have you been?” he asked quietly. “The toastmaster is already waiting. The main toast is coming.”
“I needed to straighten my dress,” she replied, trying to keep her voice steady.
Greg smiled, but his gaze remained cold.
“Are you finished? Now pull yourself together.”
The music grew louder. The toastmaster raised his glass. Greg turned away for a second, and at that moment Nina carefully swapped their glasses.
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