Aurora turned her face away the moment Trina's lips touched the corner of Thales' mouth.

A blush rose instantly, burning up to her ears.

She stood there, pretending to examine her plate, but the image kept repeating itself in her head. Her arm around his neck. His smile. Even if it was brief.

She took a deep breath. She forced her eyes to look elsewhere.

And only then did she see it.

The table at the back.

A woman lying on a man's lap with her dress pulled ...