As soon as they got home, Lola saw the note and interpreted this as 'Make sure you're wearing a really posh dress and those heels and the jewellery.' Mel feels a little bit like Cinderella, in more ways than one. It was midnight, was it not, when she fled? If it takes Brice that long to ask, on the first stroke she'll be legging it out of the door.
Her dance idea seems to be wrong; she took the leave to sneak a look in the Great Hall as they were going past, and all it's full of is people eating or studying at the long tables. There may also have been a duel or an incredibly important piece of character development going on; she didn't notice. At this point, until she gets the truth of what is happening, she won't be on angel duty that much.
Lola piled her hair on top of her head and skewered it artfully with the flower so none of it fell; and basically attacked her with makeup brushes. She was beaming. Mel decided not to ask her, because she was the proxy for Brice. So he's probably not cheating on her. This
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'You didn't say it wrong,' she reassures, hand on the doorknob, over her shoulder again. 'It was really pretty and nice. Brice, I love you, but...I can't get married. I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.'
She really messed this up, huh? Nice dress, boyfriend in a suit, crystal and china, all reduced to nothing.
And he knew this. He knew, and he still went through with it. He must be some kind of glutton for punishment.
"I didn't mean we have to do it right now," he said. "I mean... I know it's sudden and everything, but..."
He'd lost. What was he really trying to do? Talk her into it? It didn't work like that. Both people had to want to to get engaged. And she didn't want to. Right. Some air left him, and he slumped.
"Right. Okay. I'm sorry." And he closed the box with a little click.
As soon as they got home, Lola saw the note and interpreted this as 'Make sure you're wearing a really posh dress and those heels and the jewellery.' Mel feels a little bit like Cinderella, in more ways than one. It was midnight, was it not, when she fled? If it takes Brice that long to ask, on the first stroke she'll be legging it out of the door.
Her dance idea seems to be wrong; she took the leave to sneak a look in the Great Hall as they were going past, and all it's full of is people eating or studying at the long tables. There may also have been a duel or an incredibly important piece of character development going on; she didn't notice. At this point, until she gets the truth of what is happening, she won't be on angel duty that much.
Lola piled her hair on top of her head and skewered it artfully with the flower so none of it fell; and basically attacked her with makeup brushes. She was beaming. Mel decided not to ask her, because she was the proxy for Brice. So he's probably not cheating on her. This ( ... )
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She really messed this up, huh? Nice dress, boyfriend in a suit, crystal and china, all reduced to nothing.
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"I didn't mean we have to do it right now," he said. "I mean... I know it's sudden and everything, but..."
He'd lost. What was he really trying to do? Talk her into it? It didn't work like that. Both people had to want to to get engaged. And she didn't want to. Right. Some air left him, and he slumped.
"Right. Okay. I'm sorry." And he closed the box with a little click.
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