I let out a cold laugh and didn't stop him.
I waited. Ate my fill, drank my fill, and counted the minutes until roughly the same time they'd ended up in bed together in my previous life.
Then I stood up and put on a show of surprise.
"Where did Ezra go? Did he have too much to drink? Everyone, help me find him!"
I made sure the commanding officers came with me as I headed toward the bridal suite.
My dear sister's favorite pastime had always been making me watch with my own eyes as she and my fiancé
tangled together on the wedding quilt I'd sewn with my own hands, right there in our bridal suite.
So right now, they had to be in there.
This time around, I was going to humiliate them both in front of everyone.
Let the whole world see them for what they were. Let them be charged with adultery and rot in prison together, since they loved each other so much.
Breathless sounds drifted through the door. I strode forward and kicked it open.
But the only person inside was Ezra, leaning against the headboard, watching us with a perfectly blank expression.
The glass of drugged water that should have been in his system had been splashed across the floor.