Giovanni POV

“I—I tripped,” I said quickly, not wanting to cause more of a scene. My voice was still shaky. “It’s fine.”

Gray’s eyes narrowed. “Tripped?” He looked around sharply, his tone cold. “Who pushed her?”

No one answered. Of course they didn’t. Everyone suddenly found their drinks fascinating.

Nathan stepped in calmly. “It happened fast,” he said, his tone respectful but steady. “Someone brushed past and knocked her off balance. I helped her up, ...