Naveah is smiling happily next to Ben, clearly relieved that I might not have to live her life. Taylor’s waist is held tightly in Grayson’s palms, a fresh bruise on her chin showing just how unhappy their marriage is. I give her a look that I hope is consoling, but she just raises her shoulders in a shrug, managing to give me a smile. Victory and Ilory on the other side are happily under their husbands’ arms, Oliver and Paul, all of them seeming to be happy for me. I don’t look at Raven though. She doesn’t deserve it just yet.
