He did not even care at all and acted like my question didn’t matter, and like he was not the one I was actually talking to and he just kept looking at the wedding photo on the wall.
My face was gone. It was only Sebastian’s face that was there, and he just was smiling like he was proud.
I wanted to ask him why again, but before I could talk, I heard his voice behind me.
“Go and change. We have a gala tonight.”
I turned around slowly. “I’m not going.”
He didn’t even look at me.
“That wasn’t a question,” he said and his voice was cold.
Heat rose in my chest, but I didn't say anything.
I went to the bedroom and I opened the closet.
I chose a plain black dress. It was the only one that fit me well now.
I put it on and brushed my hair, my hands were shaking.
When I walked downstairs
