She stepped out from the little gathering to grab some fresh air and clear her thoughts. They had gone into the event happily enough. She wasn’t expecting much. These days it seemed like people tried too hard to be witty or seem to be great conversationalists. Being cooped up for a year could do that to people.
But as she stood outside clearing her head she knew there was “no them”. He had said he wanted people to see them together and wish they were them in terms of happiness. But it was far from the case. She looked inside briefly and decided to leave without telling anyone. She got home, changed her clothes and went for a run leaving her phone behind. There are no fairytales. But freedom can be attained.