The day proceeded as Hestia barely managed to do the program at the reception. Hestia has a small smile on her face to fool the people around that she’s happy. Even though the truth is her inside is slowly dying.
The people around her are busy eating, chitchatting. Every time someone tried to talk to her what she can respond to them are a nod, a smile, or the words “Thank you” even though she didn’t mean thanking them.
Earlier, she wants to have a talk with Avery. Ask her all the questions that are running on her mind. But in every passing second, she’s losing the interest of wanting to have a talk with her, as she figured it out already that talking with her won’t do any good. That she will probably only get hurt at all the answers that she will provide to Hestia and Hestia thinks she
