ROSALINE

I approached Harry, a mixture of curiosity and apprehension swirling in the depths of my stomach. He was looking up ahead as though he were looking for someone, and I didn't need a soothsayer to know that the person wasn't me.

Still, this coincidence has my curiosity piqued, not to mention, I'd really like for him to go without joining our table. I needed this girl's day out more than anything, and that hope was getting trampled upon. Jeez, there was no mercy in this cruel world!

He was just a step away from me and God. Did I want to turn back? The same guy who interviewed me...