Chapter Sixteen

I didn’t know what to feel as I watched Shirley and Conrad celebrate that he had just given her a ring and asked her to marry him.

I felt a gentle squeeze on my knee, reminding me that Damien was still sitting beside me.

“If you want to leave, we can stand up and make an excuse,” he whispered in my ear, but that was the last thing I wanted to do. It would be an admission of defeat, and I had to get used to the fact that Conrad was never going to regret what he did, and neither was Shirley.

“It’s fine,” I assured him, turning back to the couple as everyone still cheered and congratulated them so that I could tell them with a smile, “Congratulation, you two.”

“Thank you,” Shirley answered for them as she looked at the ring on her finger and made a squealing sound, hugging Conrad once again.

“It looks like we have two weddings to plan. Which one do you think is coming sooner?” Deirdre asked nobody in particular, looking around the table and waiti