ELENA
I was worried for Devon. Though we were roaming through the markets for shopping, I couldn't bring my focus on the task at hand. Devon's worried face refused to disappear from my mind. I felt guilty to let dad, Joanna and Steve chose the things without much input from me though it was my wedding.
I kept checking my phone for his message or call. But there was nothing from his side. He said he had an urgent meeting to attend.
I thought of calling him, but Joanna stopped me, saying it would only disturb him if the situation is too bad. Besides, I was personally against the disturbances in duty.
I was slurping on the cold coffee Joanna had bought from Starbucks while she and dad discussed a few things we needed to buy. I was leaning on the small wall around a statue in the middle of a square when I noticed Steve.
He looked quite silent today and was lost in his thoughts. I scooted near him before nudging my shoulder in his.
