ELENA
The announcement of the last dance was made, and my eyes naturally directed to Devon, but before he got a chance of asking me for a dance, Jimmy's tall frame came to stand between us.
My smile faltered, and my eyes instinctively ran to Devon, who stood glaring at me from not far. I gulped, knowing well what might be going on inside his head.
Jimmy smiled down at me. And though I still found his smile beautiful, it didn't race my heart anymore. Not like the mere presence of my dear husband did.
"May I have this dance please?" he offered me his hand.
I stared down at his hand, contemplating what to do. Devon had already made a fuss about talking with Jimmy without his knowledge. What would he do if I accepted Jimmy's offer?
I was a woman with free will, but my wings refused to spread out when it came to the mountain that my husband was.
"What are you thinking Elena? Jimmy is waiting." I heard dad's voice, and before I could say anything, he placed my hand in Jimmy's.
