Lucky in Love
The minutes passed like hours. Five. Ten. Fifteen, and Sebastian hadn’t returned.
Karen circulated around the edge of the party, smiling when necessary, avoiding conversations, holding the same glass of champagne she hadn’t drunk. She just needed to survive until he returned, but thirty minutes passed, and nothing.
“Are you enjoying the event?”
Dorothy’s voice came from behind her, making Karen turn around. Sebastian’s stepmother was there, smiling with a fake smile.
“It’s all very beautiful,” Karen replied diplomatically.