Henry felt a wave of disappointment wash over him when he heard the answer—he’d really been hoping to see Bianca at such a public and important event.
He wanted to ask Halley a few more things about this senior of his, but it was obvious she didn’t want to talk about it, so he held back.
After sharing two cups of tea with Halley and chatting a bit about his studies, Henry said goodbye to the Joyners and made his way out.
The first thing he did once outside was call Bianca.
It rang for a while before she finally picked up. Her voice sounded cheerful, and when she said his name, it carried a distinct lilt.
Something fluttered in Henry’s chest.
“What’s the occasion, Henry? Didn’t expect a call from you.”
He tried to steady himself before speaking. “Just wanted to see if you’re free to grab dinner with me.”
“You’re in Rivercrest?”
“Yeah, just got here.”
“That’s a shame. I’m not in Rivercrest right now—I’m overseas.”
Bianca’s tone grew even lighter, almost bubbling with excitement. “Yep, I’m here looking at options for my engagement party. I won’t be back for another two days. If you’re still around by the time I return, dinner’s on me.”
“…Alright.” Henry felt the flutter in his heart slowly subside, leaving behind a quiet, unnameable sadness.
“I’ve got to run. See you soon, okay?”
With that, she hung up, leaving Henry standing alone in the chilly wind for a long while.
So that’s why Father said she wouldn’t be at tomorrow’s birthday celebration—she was out of the country, planning her engagement.
She looked happy.
So, maybe there really was no hope for someone like him.
…
Early the next morning, Dylan called to ask if she wanted to come to the birthday celebration.

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