Emma was about to open the heavy oak door when he took her hand. ‘Em?’ ‘Dex?’ He wanted to take hold of her hand and walk back into the maze. He would turn his phone off, and they would just stay in there until the party was over, get lost and talk about all that had happened. ‘Friends again?’ he said eventually. ‘Friends again.’ She let go of his hand. ‘Now, let’s go and find your fiancée. I want to congratulate her.’
fuck this
