“Oh, I apologize, I didn’t know you were busy. I will come back later,” she bows ridiculously and spins on her heels to leave the room.
“No. Elena was just leaving.”
“What?” I whisper, “We aren’t done.” I pull his attention.
“Yes, we are,” he says in finality. A resolution that I can’t shake off. I swallow the embarrassment and the litany of words that I want to say to him. I cast one last look at him and shake my head softly, walking toward the door.
Rosa squeals and rushes into the room, toward him, pushing the dresses in his face.
“So, which do you think will be most appropriate for the party tonight: gold……or….black?” She asks, buzzing with excitement.
He is taking her instead. That’s why he doesn’t want me to go, it had nothing to do with Halo. He’s picking her over me, his wif
