Bride and Groom

[Rosalynd]

I'm still mad at Evander. No, I’m pissed

We are still dancing, and I have to admit he is an amazing dancer. He more than makes up for all the shortcomings that I have. He’s so elegant and graceful that even with my stumbling step we glide across the floor.

“This doesn’t feel right,” I’m trying not to whine. He has given me all of this wonder in such a short amount of time, but I still miss my other boys as well. “If this is a reception, everyone I love should be here. Instead, the only person I know here is you. Everyone else is here for you or to see me as some kind of novelty.”

The music pauses and I walk from the ballroom back out into the hallway. A short moment later,