"Are you OK? Do you need to go to the restroom?" Alex asks with concern, trying to wipe off the wine that just poured on her cloth and left a big stain on it. 

"No, it's fine. It's nothing," Ariel replies to him with a light chuckle, trying to clean the stain by herself. 

He slowly tightens his fingers around the fork in his hand as he glares hard at them, and grits his teeth angrily. Seeing the two together, for some reason, hurts his heart so much. 

As much as he wants to ignore the two, and respect the fact that he's with his wife, a part of him...