Aira’s POV
The ballroom was crowded and hot.
“Ugh. I can’t believe we have to stand here in this heat all night,” Elsa sniffed, fanning herself. “This is such a useless exercise.”
I raised my eyebrow at her. “You don’t think your mate is here?”
“I know he isn’t,” Elsa muttered. She shot a glare at Helio that I didn’t quite understand.
Helio and Aspen were laughing, dancing, and perfectly happy, so why Elsa wished them any ill will was beyond me. They were so great together. I wanted that.
What about me? I thought to myself. When is it my turn to be happy?
I shoved the melancholy thoughts away. Elsa was a bad influence.
Blanche was practically vibrating next to me, asking every man who passed her to dance, even if they didn’t ask her first. It was a breach of protocol that had me ga
