Jonathan hurried after Laura. His footsteps quickened to close the distance between them. He watched her back as she walked ahead, her figure illuminated by the light of the corridor leading back to the main hall. He had so many questions, so much he still needed to say, but it was like the space between them was growing wider with each passing second.
When they finally reentered the hall, the lively buzz of conversation halted as eyes immediately locked onto Laura. People swarmed around her, eager to congratulate and to offer their admiration for Nathaniel's soon-to-be bride. The crowd seemed to form a barrier between Jonathan and Laura as they began pushing him further to the edge, where he stood watching in frustration.
"She's beautiful, isn't she?" a familiar voice beside him said, a
