Abby’s Uncertainty
As the last guests settled, Abby slipped next to me, her face clouded with concern. “Is everything still on track?” she whispered, glancing around nervously.
Her confusion about the finer details of our plan was evident, the weight of secrecy pressing on her.
She glanced at Paula, who looked perfectly undisturbed. Abby had no idea that my plans would commence during the reception.