Under his intense stare, Charlotte Green awkwardly gathered herself, opened the door, and left, leaving him with a beautiful view of her back.
Kevin Cliff's hand delved into his pocket and when it came out again, his fingertips held an intact condom.
A bitter smile.
Should he be happy that at least in this matter she knew how to protect herself?
...
Returning to the wedding venue, the bride on stage was at the final stage of throwing the bouquet, and the still flustered Charlotte Green unluckily walked by just as the bouquet landed straight into her arms, startling her terribly.
Cheers and applause erupted around her, and it took Charlotte a while to snap back to reality. She looked at the bouquet with a bitter smile, casually handed it to a girl beside her, and left quickly with her skirt lifted, as if being chased by a wild beast.
