I go to open my mouth and ask him what that was about? What does it mean? What happens next? But I don’t get the chance. “You should get back to the party. You’ve been gone for too long. After all, you’re the guest of honor.” Hurt stabs through me that he’s very clearly trying to brush me off, but I don’t let it show. Instead, I raise my head a little higher. Stridding back in the direction that we came from, not giving a damn if I get lost in the process.
