Trouble knocking

TRACY'S POV

Ethan's attitude towards me seems to have suddenly changed. I don't see love or admiration in his eyes when he glances at me now, it's like he hasn't truly forgiven me for the unnecessary drama I caused yesterday despite the pleasant efforts I have made to make him forget it all.

I grudgingly accepted to accompany him to this pathetic pack after failing to find a way to stop him from attending this cheap wedding. My heart beats harder with each step we take towards the opulent seats reserved for us at the front of the heavily decorated and crowded hall.

Every eye in the room is watching us with vivid admiration. I have always dreamt of glorious moments like this, me walking beside Ethan while ordinary people ogle at us. But in my dreams I was happy and confident, not desperate and full of apprehension.

I notice young women and girls eyeing up Ethan like a piece of sweet cake they are dying to taste. I imagine they must be quite envious of me. Hopefully none of their fac