Chapter 44 - The Dizzy Spell
Lucille’s POV
We swayed gently to the sound of the music until the beat started to be a little discouraging for a slow dance. I decide to take advantage of this and excuse myself to go freshen up. I have been keeping my frustration and tears at bay for the duration of our dance, which is a long time considering that the room is full to capacity now, and even my presence here seems to be old news.
I was grateful to Franco for not stirring up a conversation, and instead for allowing us to just be.
He lets go of me reluctantly, still not saying anything, and as I walk in the direction where I remember the toilets being, I slightly shudder from the loss of contact with his warm body.
I feel those damn tears threatening to fall again, and I walk faster,
