“I usually do.”
She frowned slightly.
“What does that mean?”
“It means I never make important decisions while emotional.”
Around us, guests continued entering the grand hotel ballroom. Crystal chandeliers reflected across polished marble floors while photographers greeted executives arriving with their spouses.
Sophia looked up at me.
“Mommy… are we still seeing Daddy?”
I knelt beside her.
“Yes, sweetheart.”
“When?”
“Very soon.”
She smiled again.
Children recover hope so easily.
Adults forget how.
Just then the elevator doors opened.
Dominic stepped out wearing a perfectly tailored black tuxedo.
