Angela

It was late at night, almost morning. The party was starting to wind down because soon, it would be time for the newlyweds to leave. There were still a few guests around, but the majority had already gone back home.

Dad and Hayley, and Ben and I were saying final goodbyes to the remaining guests, though Dad and Hayley did most of the work because Ben would keep tugging me, wanting more attention.

There was cleaning to be done, but that would be left for the staff to do.

“It’s finally over,” Ben muttered beside me.

I smacked his arm, but he didn’t look apologetic at all.

“I’m gonna get something to drink; all that talking made me thirsty. Do you want anything?”

I smacked him again. “I did almost all the talking. And apple juice, if you can. Or any kind of juice.”

Several times today, I’d had to remind myself I couldn’t have alcohol. I rarely drank in the first place, but it was a special occasion, and everyone kept wanting to make a toast, which involved champagne. There were even more