June

What the hell have I done?

"Oh, my June! I thought you said you wanted to wait till the end of the gala?" Lia beams, clutching my hands like she’s holding onto the best gossip of her life.

I blink at her, dazed. Yeah, I thought so too. I thought I’d wait. I thought I’d breathe. I thought— God, how did it happen?

Whose fault is it? We all know.

"Look how happy you made Chris," she adds, pointing in the direction he disappeared. I catch a glimpse of him weaving through the crowd, ...