She has never been a good dancer and the fact that she had to dance in front of all those people did nothing but drain her physically, emotionally and mentally.
The only reason she didn't stop the entire ceremony out of rage was because of the look her parents had on their faces. She didn't want to embarrass them and embarrass herself as well.
Everyone in the room had wanted to take pictures with her and she didn't like it one bit and after that painfully long party, she left without even saying a proper goodbye to anyone.
She kicked off her heels and placed her legs on the cold tiled floor.
"Finally," she muttered.
Scott watched as took in several deep breaths. A naughty idea popped in his head and he smiled.
"So wifey," he teased as he walked closer to her.
The skin between Olivia's face creased in confusion.
"Did you just call me wifey? Do you not know when to cut it out?" she asked, raising her brows slightly.
