Chapter Ten
I used to love going to weddings.
Obviously this is not the case now, but I can't not go. Everyone goes to everyone's wedding in town, and it would be way too conspicuous for me to avoid it. Besides, it isn't about me, it's about the couple getting married.
I'm not particularly close to either the bride or groom, but everyone would notice if I stayed home.
Does it matter what everyone thinks?
It matters that I would have to deal with the questions and looks afterwards, the whispers that no one even bothers to hide behind a cupped hand.
"Do you think it will be hot later? Should I leave my hair down, or braid it?"
Sydney's concerns are much more immediate than mine, and I wish my own thoughts were along the same lines.
"If I know you two, you'll be jumping around and dan
