To Hate Her Own
A/n: Hey, finally after a little more than a year, I'm updating. I'm sorry it's taken this long to come back to the site, and I want to thank all you guys that were reading and reviewing this a long time ago. I hope you enjoy the newest chapter!
Much love,
Dancing In The Dark (and I'm thinking of changing my pen name, but I'm not so sure yet, so keep a look out)
Disclaimer: Look to earlier chapters.
Chapter Three
Guest were huddled together in various parts of the enormous ballroom. The waltz was the current dance taking place, men and women dressed in their finest gliding gracefully across the polished dance floor. Kayley's light eyes scanned the various faces for one in particular. When she spotted Harold Norrington, she lifted her long skirts so's not to trip over them and made her way through the small crowd surrounding the young man. She put her hand on his arm and he turned to her immediately.
"Oh, Kayley, good evening darling. You look exquisite!"
"And you look dashing as usual, dear Harold. I'm sorry if I intruded-"
"No, no. We were just conversing in blatant chatter, darling." She just nodded.
The evening was going by quickly as the young Turner girl was whisked away for dance after dance. She searched the room, looking for Victoria and found her best friend dancing with her googly-eyed brother. It brought a true smile to her face. It was nice to see couples in love. A a pirouette began to play, Kayley found herself in the arms of Harold Norrington.
"Having a good time?" He said, smiling into her eyes.
"Wonderful. You've really outdone yourself this time, Harold."
"Have I?"
"Yes, you have."
"I'm glad you said that."
"Are you?"
"I am. It was for you."
"For me? What ever for?"
"For us really."
"Us?" She parroted, suddenly nervous.
"Kayley, darling. Will you become my wife?" She couldn't breathe. Her heart stopped.
Stop this! She chided herself, forming a coherent thought. You've already decided to say yes!
"Kayley?" Her head shot up.
"Y-Yes."
"What did you say?" He teased.
"Yes, I will." She smiled, but it didn't quite reach her eyes.
This is the right thing, she told herself.
She had to keep reminding herself of that during Harold's official announcement and throughout the rest of the night.
A/n: Thoughts are in italics. And yes, it's a short chapter, but I'm typing up the next one right now. Please review!
Dancing In The Dark