CHAPTER FIFTEEN
The engagement party was a smash for Emily and Eric based on how much everyone was enjoying themselves, but Cassandra stood off by herself in an alcove. All she wanted to do was go home, but she didn’t know how long she was required to stay. She hoped not much longer.
The strains of the string quartet filled the air. Her stomach churned. This was the song she’d heard when they registered last week. The song she’d imagined herself walking down the aisle to in the gown she’d tried on in Carmel. A lump burned in her throat.
Oh, no. She was going to cry.
Cassandra forced the image from her brain.
“What are you doing over here?” Her mother’s beaded cocktail-length dress swooshed around her legs as she walked toward Cassandra. “This party is in your honor. You should be ming
