1cordb. /bFunny how I never noticed that about myself. “Screw Jonathan, Fill my ss to the brim.”

    gordonathan’s icy bre /band tipped my chin at Frederick

    Frederick looked my way befour ncing between me and Jonathan Suddenly, he pulled out a wooden box I knew all too well from behind the counter. “bSince /bwe’re drinking, let’s make it worth it.”

    He peeled out the wrapping and pulled out a pink bottle. It was the very bottle of First Love thad just given to him.

    1 looked at Frederick indisbelief. Why would he pall that out here?

    He suggested, “You gave this bto /bme, but you’ve never had it yourself. Maybe now is the perfect time for your first taste?

    Before I could even say a word, bJonathan /bsuddenly stood up, and I could feel the tension in the room rising. He had never looked that mad before. His eyes were dick, like a storm was about to hit.

    As Frederick went to uncork the bottle, Jonathan grabbed Frederick’s wrist in a sh. His grip was so tight that I could see the veins bulging on his arm, his temples. throbbing, and rage zing in his eyes.

    He fixed bhis /bbcold /bgaze on Frederick. “Where did you say you got this bottle?

    Seeing how pissed Jonahtan was, Frederick chuckled like it was nothing. “You didn’t catch that the first time? I don’t mind repeating it for you. This was a gift from Elise. It’s called First Love”

    In that moment, I caught the storm building behind Jonathan’s eyes. If his stare had weight, Frederick would have been ripped to pieces.

    b?shot /bFredericka look “It was a gift. You should keep it to yourself. Why are you offering it back to me?” Fredericksighed. “I would be happy to give byou /bba /btaste, but from the way he is stating, you might be out of luck” Isteadied my breath and tumed to Jonathan, even though I really didn’t want to.

    ”

    was meant for him. You need to let go.”

    Jonathan stared at me with a look so cold that it felt like he was trying to burn ba /bhole through my face. “bDo /byou even know what this bottle of wine stands for?” “What else could it mean?” asked, turrowing my brows. “Isn’t it just a bottle of wine?”

    Iyanked Jonathan’s hand away before I stood between him and Frederick “Were byou /bnot listening Jonathan? I stay out of your business, bso /bdon’t stick your nose in

    Jonathan ignored mepletely and mped down on my wrist. It hurt so bad that I thought he might actually bsnap /bthe bone, and I bcried /bbout /bfrom the pain, “Let

    He ignoted everything I said and enunciated each word like it carried weight. “I was the one who taught you how to make this. It was your very first bottle, So What? In responded, “It’s just a bottle of wine.”

    The light faded from Jonathan’s eyes. The air around him bared sharp, coldb, /bband /bunnerving.

    When we were all distracted, Frederick suddenly popped the bottle open.

    All eyes were on him, and Alicja immediately yelled, “What are you doing opening Jonathan’s wine like it’s yours?”

    Fredericksonchntly replied, “Elite gave it to me. I have every right to open it.”

    Alica blunged /bforward to snatch the bottle from Frederick’s hand, but he slipped out of reach

    Frederick mordingly asked, “Whether it’s Elise’s or Jonathan’s, what does it have to do with you?“,

    Alicas fired back, “How is it none of my business? That bottle belongs to Jonathan. He bgave /bit to Else What gives you the right

    Her eyes were bloodshot, burting with indignation for Jonathan’s sake bas /bshe bmade /banother bmove /bto snatch it back

    With an irritated bgrunt/b, Firderick shoved bAlida /baside. She lost her bnce and crashed into the bar table.

    She cried out in shock, and ba /bnasty cut opened up on her forehead.

    Jonathan immediately of my hand and led to Alicia “Are you okay, Alicia?

    Alicia responded, “It hurts, juisthat.”

    Trans welled up in Alicia’s eyes as she looked at Jonathan. He helped her up before sing at me and Frederickcoldly.

    the end, lie loclued eyes with Frederick “it anything happens bto /bher, I’ming for you.”