Vanessa's mood did not improve as the night wore on. She liked the company of family and friends, but whenever I approached, she would stiffen and become quiet. It was obvious that someone else had noticed her mood.
- A happy couple could try to look a little ... my dad said as he approached Vanessa to bow to her.
He slapped me on the shoulder. Both gestures were narcissistic asshole gestures.
- I have no idea I said and turned to Vanessa and pressed a kiss to her cheek.
- Honey, do you have any reason to be sad tonight?
She completely ignored my father and stared at me before shaking her head. The volcano was boiling quietly. Okay, Vanessa was definitely not happy for me, for my father, for that whole public farce, but she didn’t want to say no. No, and she went through the same
