Chapter 12 The Party

(Lydia)

I examined my glittering champagne evening dress in the mirror. The buckles of my creamy heels sparkled as I turned around.

I chugged down a glass of water. The thought of meeting Thomas at this party had my stomach turning knots all afternoon.

Mabel and Miles sang along to the chorus of a nursery rhyme that their sitter, Ella, had played on TV. She seemed like she was good with kids, and I at least felt relieved about leaving the twins in her care.

I glanced at my silver wristwatch and realized that Adam would be here any minute. I was dreading the very sight of Thomas but it would be easier to go through this with my friend by my side. Just then, my phone chimed. It was Adam.

My palms moistened when I read the message. “I’m running a bit late. Will join you there.”

I sighed. Very well.

My taxi pulled up at the venue and I exhaled deeply, steadying myself.

The party was being held outdoors. The glowing orange lights, din of chatter, and music was causing quite a commotion an