ARIA

This dinner had to be the worst of all time.

Saying this makes me feel so bad because I know how much effort Uncle Barty put into this whole event. Cassandra, too. They were genuinely excited and I feel like I just poisoned the festive mood with my negative, jealous energy.

I looked over at their table and saw that they were gone. This happened after several minutes of me trying not to look their way. I didn't want to make anyone at my table suspicious about what I was doing, and I had ...