Slowly, I turn around.

Caspian.

I gape at him whilst Dante pulls me closer. Why would Caspian approach me? Dante notices my shocked expression. "And who exactly are you?" Dante growls at Caspian.

"I'm Bella's partner." Caspian says. "Well, at least, that's what she called us."

Dante's grip on me tightens. "You took that completely out of context." I say. "I called you my partner in crime, and that was after we slipped laxatives into your ex's coffee."

"We were like Bonnie and Clyde." Caspian explains, staring at Dante's grip on me.

"You do realise that they died in the end, right?" I ask him, feeling myself growing more and more angry.

"Well, that's a bit hypocritical of you to say. Don't we all die in the end?" He says, with a smug look on his face.

He's grown uglier.

Or maybe I'm so used to Dante that blond hair and pale blue eyes seem foreign to me. I can't help but notice that he's still attractive. But I'm Dante-sexual.

"Did you just call my fiancée a hypocrite?" Dante says, void of emotions, his eyes darkening. Luckily, before he can cause any damage, a slightly drunk Rain and worried Faith drop in. Rain bumps into Caspian and then hiccups loudly. "Oh, hello Sailor." She flirts, with a slight slur in her voice. "Would you *hiccup* like to take a peak down... down m-my hatch?"

Caspian stands still in shock. "I need to go somewhere." He says hurriedly, winks at me, and then runs off. Dante laughs and the sound is music to my ears.

"Are you okay?" Faith asks me, worried.

"Shouldn't you be asking Rain that?" I ask her. "Getting drunk is one less thing I can worry about now."

"Don't worry. I'm not that drunk." Rain says. "There's a reason why we joined the drama club. However, I may be a teensy-tiny bit drunk." Then, she hiccups and covers her mouth. Faith and I laugh. Rain curses under her breath and mutters something about going for a quick walk to sober up, and then leaves.

"Should one of us follow her to make sure she doesn't walk into a lamppost and start flirting with it?" I ask Faith. Faith sighs. "I'll go after her." She announces. "Have fun!" She says, looking at me and then Dante. I get the message.

She runs off leaving us alone. "And then there were two." I say, smiling, turning to look at Dante.

Some of my old classmates approach us and I show them the ring, just for conversation. Not many of them have great jobs.

All of us have changed so much.

I nearly lose my shit when one of my ex-friends, this girl called Bexley starts flirting with Dante. He just pulls me into a kiss in front of her, and I hear a lot of wolf-whistling and claps, and there's nothing she can do but support us. My knees go weak from the kiss and the only thing holding me up is Dante, with his hands gently clasped on my waist.

Soon, Faith and Rain return and we listen to the main speech. Afterwards, Rain and Faith drag me onto the dance floor and we try to dance (the operative word being "try"). They notice my reluctance and exchange glances. As I dance, Dante watches me and our eyes lock. His eyes slip over my body and suddenly, it feels like a much more private moment. "Hey, Izzy?" Rain calls out, dragging me out of the moment. "Do you want to get a drink?" She asks me.

"No thanks!" I shout over the sound of the music. "I... I can't." I say quietly. Rain and Faith exchange glances, trying to fit the pieces together. My reluctance to dance, to drink and my nervousness around Dante.

I can't tell them yet.

The music changes to a slower song and Dante walks up to me slowly. He picks up my hand and kisses it, looking straight into my eyes. "May I have this dance?" He asks me, his voice lower than normal. I nod and I take his hand. He places one of his hands on my waist and I place my other hand on his shoulder.

We dance, looking into each others eyes and it feels like everyone has faded away. All I can see are his ocean orbs, slowly darkening with something other than anger. Something much more powerful.

I don't even realise that the song's come to an end and the next piece of music, which is terribly loud, pulls me out of cloud nine. I tear my gaze away from Dante and then look back at him shyly. Our eyes lock.

I love you.

I gasp when Dante says "I love you too" back.

Shit, did I say that out loud?

I do a mental happy dance and grin happily. I'll never get tired of him saying that he loves me. My heartbeat quickens and my eyes dilate. Dante pulls me in for a kiss and I swear that I feel sparks flying. After a few seconds, we both pull back and I gasp for air.

Suddenly, I don't feel so good. I apologize to him and run off to the bathrooms.

As soon as I get inside a stall, I throw up. I hold my hair back and sit on my knees on the floor.

God, this sucks.

As soon as I exit the stall, I see Rain and Faith behind the door. "Are you okay?" Faith asks me. I nod, clutching my stomach. Rain stares at me.

"How long have you known?"Rain asks me. I blink. "I don't know what you're talking about." I say, ignoring her, pushing through them to wash my hands. Faith stares at me through the mirror, putting the pieces together.

They nod at each other.

"Izzy..." Faith says gently. "We know."

They know that I'm pregnant.

"You can talk to us." Faith adds. I stare at them through the mirror and break down. We embrace in a hug as I sob. "I don't know how to feel about this." I say, sobbing. "I'm happy, but I'm so, so worried. What if Dante isn't happy? What about my career, or his career? Do we have to buy a house and sell our apartment? I'm so, so confused."

"He'll be happy. He better be." Faith says, looking into my eyes as we pull away from the hug.

"If not, he's an asshole." Rain adds, and I laugh. "Besides plenty of women who have children can work. You can worry about that later, at the end of your maternity leave."

"Yeah. Rain and I will be the best Aunties ever and we'll help out all the time!" Faith says enthusiastically.

"Even though I'm not the best with children, I'll help the best I can whether it's helping them with their homework when they grow up, or helping you decorate their room. We'll be here with you every step of the way." Rain adds happily.

"Don't feel pressured into selling your apartment. You can baby-proof it, and if you feel like you want a bigger place with a garden, you can look for houses from there." Faith says.

I cry even more. "Thank you so much guys. I don't deserve you." I say.

"Oh shut up. That's the hormones talking." Faith says, rolling her eyes.

"Yeah we're only staying friends with you for the benefits of skipping queues and being abled to look at baby clothes without people thinking that we have a weird fetish for children." Rain jokes and I laugh.

We talk for a bit more, and Faith and Rain help me fix my makeup before we exit the bathrooms.

I can see Dante, who's looking slightly concerned, within the crowd. "When will you tell him?" Faith asks me.

"Soon." I reply, smiling. I walk up to Dante and go onto my tiptoes so I can kiss him on his lips. "You have no idea how much I've missed you." He says, as we pull apart, his expression softening.

"I'm alright." I say. When infact, I'm more than alright. I'm happy and I feel like I'm floating on a cloud. I've been so worried, I haven't had time to be happy. "I love you so much." I tell him.

"I love you too. I always will." He says, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down as he looks at me.

I spend the rest of the night dancing with Rain and Faith, and talking. We've made plans to meet up next week in a coffee shop and we'll start to plan out everything for my pregnancy. I have a book on becoming a mother, so I'll bring that so we can look through it. We might even go down to the bookstore like the old times and do some research.

At the end of the celebration, we part, hugging and crying and we go separate ways. With the atmosphere, it feels like we won't see each other for a long time. But it's only for now. Not forever.

We'll see each other again.

I walk back to the car with Dante and I stop to look at him. He's so beautiful. I'm not worried anymore about telling him, and I will, one day.

He turns around to look at me and I make a joke. He laughs, his melodic laughter echoing through the trees.

I swear it's the most goddamn beautiful thing I've heard.