crowd from the evening dance class had long dispersed , and christian presumed himself to be the only one still in the studio until movement is heard just outside the changing rooms . curiosity consumes him as nike bag is slung over toned shoulders , head peers out from around the corner to perceive the source of noise . though, once she’s spotted , his relaxed expression fades into something far more tense . he’s done his best so far to be the bigger person and keep to himself . tara had long forgiven saskia of her misdoings , but christian ? he still boils with rage at just the mention of her name . for the sake of the one he cherishes most , he’s kept all that disdain to himself . still , seeing the source of his rage all alone — seeing the one who caused a lifetime of heartache for tara . . . his heart works faster than his brain , and his bag is thrown down onto the vinyl surface .
once her attention is caught , he begins with a slow clap . “ excellent performance , saskia . you know , you should seriously consider going into acting — maybe kat can hook you up with her guy . ” sarcasm seeping through every word , arms cross over his chest as he takes a moment to size the woman up . “ you may have fooled , but i’m sure as HELL not falling for this whole ‘good girl’ act . i know people like you, ” people who are pure evil, in christian’s eyes . “ you can’t change that easily — you’re still the horrible , selfish woman who took tara’s dream away from her . ” deep down , perhaps a part of him knew there was no logic in blaming saskia for everything that had gone wrong in tara’s life , but in that moment , all he sees is red. “ so just know i’m gonna be watching you . one , single slip up , and i’m going to make sure you’ll regret it . ”