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I hurry through the crowd of people standing outside and once I reach inside; I make my way through the crowd of guests assembled there. I look at every gathering in the hall but do not find Rory in any of them.

Maybe he’s going to meet with Paris and help explain things to her.

I try to tell myself, but the idea seems to make my heart tighten within my chest, and so I shake it off. I bring out my phone and dial Rory’s number again, but just like before, he goes into voicemail.

I spot Keenan standing afar off, keeping himself occupied by a young,...