I turned the pages and then read the same line several times. I couldn't focus, my mind wandering from the novel, to Salvatore, to the green dress, and to the engagement ring that adorned my finger. I sighed, and giving up my reading, I curled up and fell asleep.
I woke up with a jump,
My phone kept ringing.
I took it with trembling fingers and realized that I had missed lunch, overslept, and only had less than two hours to be ready for the Christmas Gala.
By the time I pressed the green button, the call was dropped on the other end. I sighed. The number saved in my phone as “Sal” flashed again on my screen. Was he calling me to cancel?
“Hello,” my voice trembled. I was afraid that Scarlett´s words would come true. I was not important to him. He wouldn't make it, and I would be ma
