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forgotten how stunning he was, tall, broad, dark hair that was wonderfully styled. He could be on the cover of a GQ magazine, if he wasn’t already so successful.
“I am pleased, as well, Nick. Thank you for the invitation,” I said demurely. He didn’t hesitate to let me take arm as we walked into the restaurant. As we moved through the rooms, I perused all of the people, trying to see if I could place her before she saw me. I needed the upper hand. I wanted the shock of seeing her to flee before I could stand my ground.
What I didn’t expect to see were two people fawning over a baby and laughing. The man was grossly covered in tattoos and had piercings throughout every orifice in his face. The girl was wearing pig tails and had on a moo-moo dress. They both looked up at us when we approached. Lizzie stood up first, clearly flustered and dropped her silverware all over the ground. The man shooed her away as he picked it up and placed it back on the table.
We stood there, staring at each other, appraising each other. I immediately saw Conner and I felt the pit in my stomach roil up to my throat. I couldn’t stop the tears this time. She was his exact replica. I was staring at Conner in pig tails and a moo-moo dress. She gasped as I tried to pull her into a hug, hoping that I would get the sense that he was still with me. She backed off immediately and stuck out her hand.
“My name is Elizabeth O’Malley,” she stated without feeling. Duh . Her eyes were empty and her body stiff. She didn’t want to be here. She thought that this was a mistake. Good.
“Sam,” I whimpered. A brief flash of sympathy crossed her face and I nearly fell to my knees. No one had given me that look since Conner died. Everyone thought I was resilient and never felt anything for him. They were all wrong. But she knew the pain. She saw the grief, even if it was there and gone in a flash.
I didn’t know how she lived without him every day. I still didn’t know how I did. The disgusting man beside her stood and offered his hand. “Hey, I’m Sean, a close friend of Lizzie and Conner’s.” He didn’t make a face that clued me in that he thought I was beautiful. He was on her side. He was obviously there for her tonight.
I shook his hand and hesitantly sat down in the chair that Nick held out for me. I couldn’t unveil my dress. I was completely out of my realm here. These people were Conner’s people. He wasn’t here to stand up for me anymore. I swiped my eyes to make sure my mascara didn’t run and I heard my father’s instructions run through my head. Get rid of her. Nick is yours.
Slowly, I peeled off my black coat and I watched Nick as he appraised my dress. He smiled and winked at me. Niall started to fuss and I looked over at him in his highchair. He was the epitome of a little Conner and I dissolved at the sight of him. I gave a little wave to him, as he slapped the table and said, “Dada”. I saw the loving exchange of looks between Lizzie and Nick and my back straightened. I was not here to relive my relationship with Conner. I was here for only one reason and it was to get rid of her . Sean looked at me while I took in their exchange and then quickly looked down at his menu. Did he see the contempt I had for her?
“So, of course, this dinner is on Lizzie and me tonight so go nuts,” Nick said. He smiled at Lizzie and she shook her head. I watched her out of the corner of my eye. Her mannerisms, her looks of adoration, her little quirks were all Conner.
“Well, gorgeous, you know what I am having,” Lizzie said as she pursued her lips.
“Of course I do. You order the cheapest entrée on the menu and it always makes me feel inadequate,” Nick sighed in mock desperation.
“I can’t help it that I love cheese raviolis,” she whined. Okay, this woman was a child. She wore pig tails, giggled, and acted so unsophisticated that it was embarrassing just to watch. I rolled my eyes just as she glanced over at
“I am pleased, as well, Nick. Thank you for the invitation,” I said demurely. He didn’t hesitate to let me take arm as we walked into the restaurant. As we moved through the rooms, I perused all of the people, trying to see if I could place her before she saw me. I needed the upper hand. I wanted the shock of seeing her to flee before I could stand my ground.
What I didn’t expect to see were two people fawning over a baby and laughing. The man was grossly covered in tattoos and had piercings throughout every orifice in his face. The girl was wearing pig tails and had on a moo-moo dress. They both looked up at us when we approached. Lizzie stood up first, clearly flustered and dropped her silverware all over the ground. The man shooed her away as he picked it up and placed it back on the table.
We stood there, staring at each other, appraising each other. I immediately saw Conner and I felt the pit in my stomach roil up to my throat. I couldn’t stop the tears this time. She was his exact replica. I was staring at Conner in pig tails and a moo-moo dress. She gasped as I tried to pull her into a hug, hoping that I would get the sense that he was still with me. She backed off immediately and stuck out her hand.
“My name is Elizabeth O’Malley,” she stated without feeling. Duh . Her eyes were empty and her body stiff. She didn’t want to be here. She thought that this was a mistake. Good.
“Sam,” I whimpered. A brief flash of sympathy crossed her face and I nearly fell to my knees. No one had given me that look since Conner died. Everyone thought I was resilient and never felt anything for him. They were all wrong. But she knew the pain. She saw the grief, even if it was there and gone in a flash.
I didn’t know how she lived without him every day. I still didn’t know how I did. The disgusting man beside her stood and offered his hand. “Hey, I’m Sean, a close friend of Lizzie and Conner’s.” He didn’t make a face that clued me in that he thought I was beautiful. He was on her side. He was obviously there for her tonight.
I shook his hand and hesitantly sat down in the chair that Nick held out for me. I couldn’t unveil my dress. I was completely out of my realm here. These people were Conner’s people. He wasn’t here to stand up for me anymore. I swiped my eyes to make sure my mascara didn’t run and I heard my father’s instructions run through my head. Get rid of her. Nick is yours.
Slowly, I peeled off my black coat and I watched Nick as he appraised my dress. He smiled and winked at me. Niall started to fuss and I looked over at him in his highchair. He was the epitome of a little Conner and I dissolved at the sight of him. I gave a little wave to him, as he slapped the table and said, “Dada”. I saw the loving exchange of looks between Lizzie and Nick and my back straightened. I was not here to relive my relationship with Conner. I was here for only one reason and it was to get rid of her . Sean looked at me while I took in their exchange and then quickly looked down at his menu. Did he see the contempt I had for her?
“So, of course, this dinner is on Lizzie and me tonight so go nuts,” Nick said. He smiled at Lizzie and she shook her head. I watched her out of the corner of my eye. Her mannerisms, her looks of adoration, her little quirks were all Conner.
“Well, gorgeous, you know what I am having,” Lizzie said as she pursued her lips.
“Of course I do. You order the cheapest entrée on the menu and it always makes me feel inadequate,” Nick sighed in mock desperation.
“I can’t help it that I love cheese raviolis,” she whined. Okay, this woman was a child. She wore pig tails, giggled, and acted so unsophisticated that it was embarrassing just to watch. I rolled my eyes just as she glanced over at
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