Taylor
Taylor nervously paced back and forth at the top of the city hall"s stairs as she scanned the faces of the arriving guests, hopeful that Claire was one of them. Even if it wasn’t a real date, she was grateful that she didn"t have to attend on her own.
She thought she spotted her new friend but her hopes were dashed when the woman turned around and was most definitely not Claire.
A few nerve-racking minutes passed in which Taylor prepared herself for having to face the event by herself, a mental exercise that became instantly obsolete when she spotted Claire getting out of a cab.
They locked eyes and the brunette raised her hand in acknowledgement as she climbed the stairs. She was wearing the same dress that she had on the night of the New Year’s Eve party and it looked just as
