He climbed down from the stage and headed straight to me but I walked away before he could get to me, I just stood , quietly seething. I grabbed another glass of champagne as I looked at people gossiping, pointing and glaring at me. A group of ladies stood close to me and kept throwing shades at me, some I even knew from my childhood, but I was never that close to them. I had other things to do rather than talk about the latest designers that are out, or an upcoming party.
Their voices got louder and I could clearly hear what they were saying, I know they got louder just so I would feel bad and they succeeded in doing that.
“He probably got married to her out of pity, I mean isn’t that so obvious, she isn’t his type”, Rachel and I attended the same highschool, she’s one of the top models
