The Bride She Should've Been
She wouldn't even let me hold her hand.
It turned out that she'd already been with him behind my back. But this whole spectacle was a disaster for everyone. Both sides got hurt, and nobody came out ahead.
Eleanor stormed out of the private room, Lucas hot on her heels, shooting me a death glare as they disappeared.
After they were gone, I exhaled slowly, watching my classmates exchange awkward, wide-eyed looks. "Finally, there's some peace. Let's drink."
The room slowly returned to its usual chatter, but I had no appetite. While everyone laughed and talked, I slipped outside for a smoke.