SCARLETT ROSE
The end of the party seemed to come too quickly, but at the same time, it was perfect. The lights still shimmered in the garden, the tables were filled with half-empty glasses and empty plates, and laughter echoed in the air. All our friends and family were standing, gathered together, forming an impromptu corridor for us to exit. Dimitri, of course, led the crowd, shouting louder than anyone.
"Go on, Kieran!", he encouraged, waving a glass of champagne in his hand.
"The night is yours now!"
I laughed, squeezing Kieran's hand as we walked together toward the exit. The warmth of his hand against mine made me feel safe, but at the same time, my heart was racing.
"How are you?", he asked, leaning in to speak near my ear as people continued shouting.
"Happy.", I replied wi
