But here’s the thing.

After the dance, she whispered something in his ear.

He looked shocked. Eyes wide. Then he just nodded and kissed her on the forehead.

I didn’t think much of it until the next morning when he skipped the brunch and drove straight to her house. Stayed there all day. Wouldn’t say why.

Two days later, I stopped by to check on her, and found a manila envelope on her kitchen table.

My name wasn’t on it.

But Rylan’s was.

Inside was a hand-written letter.