Creepy

Anne

It was Joshua. He was standing all tall and powerful, staring right at me. He had on a golden tux and black pants and had his hair gelled back like men from the 80ties, yet he pulled off the look, making it look more modern.

Now Vincent had moved to stand close to me because of what I’d told him about Joshua. Andrew and Pamela, on the other hand, had a totally different stance when they looked at Joshua. In fact, they weren’t looking at Joshua. They were looking at the lady perched on his arm.

Not in my wildest dream would I have imagined seeing her here, not to talk of being Joshua’s plus one. With the way Joshua revered his half-sister, Fiona, one would think he would have brought her instead, but no, he brought someone else. Someone that left us shocked.

Something didn’t feel right. Of course, the aura Joshua exuded had never felt right to me. I doubted it was anything near coincidence. How in the world did Joshua meet Jane?!

She clung to him, like paper to tape, staring a