Remembering the year...

[Bazza]

Evangeline was half way through her exit from the party when an unexpected, powerful tug on her wrist pulled her around and stopped her dead in her tracks.

She instantly recognised Vixen standing beside her, the new fiancée's glare cutting right through the wall she'd constructed to fend off Izzy's earlier attack on her inner sanctum.

Evangeline stands silent for a moment, her wrist locked firm in Vixen's grasp, unable to break free. She uses this brief lapse to organise her thoughts before saying anything.

Evangeline relaxes within Vixen's grasp, knowing that fighting the much stronger woman would serve no purpose.

She brings her free hand to rest on Vixen's free shoulder and forces a weak smile, tears staining her cheeks.

I didn't want to ruin your big day... so I decided to leave before I created a scene.

Evangeline sighs heavily, the weight of her emotions burdening her thoughts and actions greatly.

I know... it's not your fault nor Bret's but... I just couldn't handle it.

Evangeline pauses, waiting for a reply.

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