Dustin shoved me aside without a second's hesitation and chased after her. "Alice, don't do anything stupid!"
The force of his push sent me stumbling several steps before I caught my balance. The crowd surged past me, rushing toward the terrace.
Alice had climbed onto the ledge. Wind whipped her gown at that height, the fabric snapping like a flag. She stared straight at me, her eyes filled with nothing but hatred. "Cecily Harding, you worthless tramp! You keep seducing my husband, so I'll die right in front of you!"
Gasps erupted from the crowd.
Dustin stood a few steps away from her, his eyes full of regret and raw terror.
"Baby," his voice shook, and he inched forward with agonizing caution, "please come down. Just come down, and I'll never see that woman again."
Alice gripped the railing and shook her head like a woman possessed. "I don't believe you! Dustin Delgado, you bastard, I will never believe you again!"
"What do I have to do? Tell me. I'll agree to anything!"
Everyone held their breath, completely taken in by her flawless performance.
And I stood at the back of the crowd, suddenly so exhausted I just wanted to leave.