Chapter 9

Before long, it was the day of the dance, and despite being in town a lot beforehand, she never ran into Rob Munro again. Seeing him again, dressed in a black tie and his opulent setting, Rose shivered in anticipation.

A dread overtook her already stretched nerves. He would be on his home turf surrounded by his friends and belongings, and she would be like a fish out of water. Facing him again was not something she was looking forward to. He had a knack for making her feel awkward and out of her depth, and she wasn’t entirely sure if she even liked him.

Abby had promised to wait on her out at the front entrance so that she would walk her in, and they had agreed on eight pm to meet. She could walk confidently with her friend’s arm and smile and look radiant instead. At least that way, she did not have to look around nervously, trying to find a friendly face.

Rose had woken that morning with a strange churning feeling that followed her through the hours. Excitement