from his office.
“No one would ever date you,” Max said, loud enough for the whole tent to hear. “Especially someone like him. Come on, Hannah. Look at him. Then look at you.” He took a sip of his drink. “What, did you pay him to come with you?”
The tent went dead silent.
I wanted the ground to swallow me whole.
I actually felt sick. Like I was going to throw up right there on the white tent floor. My face was on fire. My hands were shaking. Everyone was staring. Max’s mother, Linda, was standing by the cake table with her hand over her mouth, but I could see she was smiling behind it.
And then I saw Ava.
She was standing six feet away. Holding June’s hand.
She’d heard every word.
She was looking at her father. And then she was looking at me. And
