Eighty five

AUTHOR'S POV:

"What?" Bethany exclaimed, clearly unsettled, as murmurs arose amongst the crowd. Raven managed to ignore the words of the men who spoke earlier as they murmured that he'd likely accept.

But she didn't bolt.

She feared, and every pore in her body told her to run for it, that he'd accept the invitation, and she'd be tagged as the third party that tried to ruin their relationship. Yet, she felt that if she ran even before she lost, she'd regret not knowing what was truly in his heart.

So, she stood her ground and watched as he approached the other woman calmly and outstretched his hand toward her. A pang settled in Raven's chest, and tears quickly rushed to the surface.

But before they could fall and ruin the makeup, she saw him grab the microphone from Seraphine's hands and bypassed her. Her breathing quickened as she watched him walk toward where she was seated, and she looked around her. But he was walking straight to her, and she could feel her heart beat rapidly in he