Betty’s POV

My tears had reduced to silent sniffles by the time I reached the hotel entrance. I quickly wiped my face with the sleeve of the silk robe wrapped around me and glanced around.

The lobby was quiet now since it was already past midnight. Most of the wedding guests had either returned to their rooms or were still at the after-party on the roof. The soft golden lights reflected against the polished marble floors, making everything feel too bright for the state I was in.

At least no ...