The Breaking Point

Carter remained quiet for quite some time. His brows were tightly knitted together, and he felt torn.

After a while, he stepped back abruptly and rubbed his forehead. "Sorry about that. I had a little too much to drink."

As his hand fell back down to his side, he regained his pleasant, gentlemanly demeanor. He then nodded at Stella and left.

She stared at his retreating figure in confusion. Althou