The wedding is drawing to a close. Hunter has wandered off multiple times to talk to people but told me to stay where I was, so I had to assume he did not wish for me to be around. On these occasions I was left to linger in the garden, a glass of champagne within my hand, and not one person approached. So there I would stand, with nobody to talk to but my own wolf, and even she was proving to be hit and miss today. I don't think she knew how to feel about this situation we found ourselves in...
Hunter would return, as he had done again now, but he did not say much. I do not think he knows what to say to me, just as I do not know what to say to him. In truth, I do not know what to think of the handsome man by my side. My head is one big befuddled mess. Everything today happened so fast. I
