PRIMROSE
Prim stood by the buffet table alone, with an insatiable greed for the pie.
This was her fourth serving, and she had been too embarrassed to call the waitstaff one more time.
It was a good thing the party was in full swing, and Egan was now drinking with his brothers.
It would have been too embarrassing to explain her sudden insatiable hunger.
“Why did you change out of the black one?”
She jumped, and turned back to see Dimitra standing there.
“I can not let this one go to waste.” She turned back to the tray, and shoveled out the large piece of pie she had carved out.
“It’s a beautiful dress.” Dimitra said, looking at all the details of the white Vera Wang wedding dress Prim had on that everyone had originally thought she would be wearing at the church. “But I prefer th
