I sip my glass of cheap bubbly and watch the couples dancing in their own private worlds of blissful happiness.
B*stards.
Honestly, I don’t know what I’d been thinking letting Ash talk me into coming to this thing tonight. I’d flown in from my mom’s place this afternoon and Ash had picked me up from the airport, insisting I come out among the living to ring in the New Year. New Year’s Eve has never been a thing for me. I can count the number of times I’ve watched the ball drop as the crowd counts down the dying seconds of the old year on one hand. And always, always, I only did it to get a kiss at midnight.
Maybe if Ashlynn were here, I would feel different.
She texted me earlier to tell me her boss had her working late tonight. He also had her working on Christmas and I couldn’t h
