We were halfway down the stairs, and Trevor was dressed in a light pink button up shirt, that he tucked into his fitted black dress pants. His hairs was neat, damp and moisturized. He had these expensive looking dress shoes, Santoni, he said. Whatever that was.
"Now, we have a fairly big-,"
"Trevor!" A lady cried out and Trevor disappeared before my eyes.
And just like that the peace was gone. I took that opportunity to look over myself once more. I let out a shaky duh before continuing the rest of the steps.
Trevor's eyes met mine instantly as he tried to break away from whoever was holding him now.
Everywhere I turned there were people. They hadn't really noticed me yet, and I stood a little distance away, watching them greet Trevor. It was so welcoming.
There were about five e
