8|| Billy.

Stacy's Pov

I was relieved. He didn't marry her. After he walked out, Mila fell to the floor and started crying. My- Her parents went to her side to comfort her. I smiled bitterly. God, I hate them. I am beyond ecstatic, I just feel the need to celebrate my victory.

But I shouldn't get too excited, there's no chance that Jordan might accept me. I walked out of the room. But I didn't go outside the main door. Instead, I found myself in a hallway. Where the fuck is this?

"Stacy?" A voice called.

I stiff, who knows me? Oh, God. Please help me. Slowly, I turn around and I met with a guy. A guy. Who's he?

"Sorry, who?" I asked as quietly as I can.

"Oh," he said.

He looks somewhat...hurt? I frown. "Oh?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

He smiled, "Stacy, where have you been? I looked for you. I missed you." His voice gives away the sadness. He moved closer and wrapped his hand around me. He feels familiar. I moved back and look at his eyes, brown? My father's eyes colour… I opened my eyes wide