One Hundred Dances and One TV Broadcast
My plan was slowly chomping at the bits. We were already taking professional pictures after the ceremony and I hadn’t seen Dastan, Nik, Mickie or even Hayden. How was I supposed to narrow down the Proliator when none of them were here? Unless, they were all at the reception hall where I couldn’t see them. “So where’s Hayden?” Kenneth whispered to me as we took pictures as a couple only for the bridal/groomsmen party portrait considering the Bergens were obviously close family friends. I smiled and waited for the flash of the camera. “I don’t know. You tell me,” I replied in a slight grumble. My eyes flashed over to Sebastian, who was watching me now. “Or you.” Sebastian shrugged. I posed for the last picture and then stayed there while the adults walked away. Sebastian looked to Jem.
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