Remembering the year...

[Bazza]

Evangeline's broad smile quickly dulls to a depressive glare as her temporarily suppressed thoughts caught up with her. Things like her own fiancée, his proposal, their marriage never to reach fruition, even the very whereabouts of the man himself - the one who'd given her the ring she'd long since disposed of; all of them swirled together inside the oppressive, surging maelstrom her mind had become.

Those less in tune with emotion or under the influence of the crystal wine might recognise tears of joy, however the water streaming down her face was far from joyful as she picked herself up off the chair and quietly escorted herself out of the room, doing her best not to create a fuss. Despite wanting to be happy for her friends, she wanted nothing more than to leave; rampant hatred and pity known only to herself as she soundlessly disappeared from the excitement surrounding the others.

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