As she stood by her father's side, letting the best profile of her face be shown off, Joyce had expected him to look at her.
But never once did he glance her away.
Even though she was the only one dressed in the spectacular white silver gown, she was not enough to hold his eyes. At the end of it, when Joyce decided to look at him himself, he was engaged with talking to a couple.
It was like she did not even exist in front of him. Even though she stood out the most in the room, Adrian Murphy was the one who did that in nothing but awfully familiar tux to everyone else.
"He is Not even looking at us, Killian." Her mother whispered to her father. "At this rate, what are we going to do?"
"Nothing." Her father muttered dryly in his response. Clearly, he was over the conversation already.
Declan lightly pushed his elbow out into the direction. "Let's take a walk my sisters?"
