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"You're up early."

"Yeah."

I was cleaning the sink.

The atmosphere was very tense. None of us seemed to have forgotten the incident of the night before.

"Ouff." I sighed. There was one more to clean. In the corner of my eye, Ethan had grabbed a bottle of water from the fridge and was manipulating his phone.

"Uh, can I have your Bible?"

"Sure. It's in the same place I left it yesterday." I straightened to look at him. When I did, he averted his gaze. "Okay."

I eventually finished cleaning the sink in the bathroom. However, it wasn't me who did the work. It was my thoughts. I was thinking about anything and everything that would take my mind away from what happened the previous night.

I took a shower and settled in bed in a pair of shorts and a T.

"El?"

"Baby girl. Are you okay?"

"Yes. Yes, I am. Do you have any event you think we could attend?"

"What kind of event? Fancy dinner? Ball? Wedding? Casual? There are events every day, Em."

"Anyone that'll need me to dress like a queen."

"Yes. I have the perfect one. One of my friends from 2nd grade is getting married. I didn't want to go but now that you wanna hang out, I'll reconsider."

"If I don't know her, there's no need coming."

"You asked for any event, Em. But I think you do. Linda?"

"You presented me to a certain Linda two months ago."

"Yeah. She's getting married tonight."

"Well, that'll do."

"What happened to spending time with Ethan?"

"Ethan's not the only one in my life, is he?"

"Ow, Em. Okay. The wedding's at 7. I'll pick you up at 6."

"Great."

"Don't outshine the bride," she warned and dropped the call. I only laughed.

I skipped out of bed to look for what to wear. I found a dark green strapless gown in the closet and I headed to the sitting room. I bumped into Ethan on my way to the kitchen.

"Ow. I'm sorry. Does it hurt?"

I shook my head. "It's okay. And oh, I'll be going out with Elsa by evening."

"Why?"

"For a wedding."

"Hm. Okay. You've got your shoes?"

"No. I was just coming to ask you for help," I lied.

"Let's go."

This time around, he was the one who was confused.

"What's the dress?"

"The dark green gown."

"You have about three."

"The strapless."

"Whew. You can take this one."

It was a gold pair of heels. They climbed on my legs like gladiators. The sad part about it was the fact that every time I had to wear it, it was Ethan who wore it for me.

"Thank you," I smiled.

He nodded. Then he sat on the bed.

"I went to the basketball court today."