RIA
"What is it?"
There's something about the look on Jennifer's eyes that alarmed me of something. I keep scanning my mind for whatever it is she has to say and came up with three possibilities:
She can't make it to my wedding.
The reception she recommended is unavailable for the date of our wedding.
She doesn't like Ivor for me.
None of those three are acceptable to me but those were the worse ones I can think of. the pause between our conversation when a student approached her and asked for clarification regarding their class activity. They conversed for about three minutes, and I waited there on my seat with much agitation on the possibility of what she's about to say.
Finally, the student walked away.
"Sorry for that… as I was saying… Ria, I hate myself for being the one to tell you this but I can't keep something this big from you. I love you, you know… and I don't want you to make a huge mistake."
