Chapter 24

~Veronica Beckham

A soft slow romantic jazz music was playing in the background. People grabbed partners to dance with and a lot of guys kept walking up to Reese to ask her to dance but she kept refusing them, saying they were not her type, but I felt she didn't want to leave me all alone so I didn't get too tipsy. She had been monitoring my drinks.

We kept ourselves busy talking about the girls glaring at me, their loud makeup and dresses that looked like a club gown. A blonde head especially has been staring at me and attaching herself to Arthur. Every time I saw him, she was always nearby, caressing his cheeks, holding his hands.

I could see he was uncomfortable, trying to pry her long nails off him. He kept sending me signals to come save him but I didn't. He should sort it out himself. Why the hell would he invite his flings to our engagement? I thought this kinda thing only happens in Soap Operas and reality tv shows, but here I was, entangled in this shit.

I’d had just three