Sitting on a couch alone, sipping a glass of wine, I watched as the guests danced to the rhythm of the loud song playing. Yeah, it was our after-engagement party, and Edde made sure that the party was simple with less crowd, just a few of his rich friends, Mom, his dad, and Melanie.
Our engagement wouldn't be called an engagement exactly because it was just about us signing the papers the lawyer brought, and that was just it! I still couldn't believe I was married_yes; it was fake but felt real to me because two years is a long time to spend with Edde.
Mom didn't stay long at the party because she had some friends to see while Melanie left me to tour the house. I wasn't feeling the party. My mind was disturbed, knowing fully well that once the party ended and everyone goes, I would be st
