Anna’s face flushed, the weight of Oliver’s revelation still heavy in her mind, but she was suddenly pulled back into the present by her new husband’s arm wrapping around her waist. “Come on, darling, they’re playing our song,” Michael said, his eyes gleaming as he guided Anna onto the dance floor.
As Oliver watched Anna twirl elegantly in Michael’s arms, a whirlpool of conflicting emotions churned inside him. Should he confront Michael directly, risk a scene, and put himself in the spotlight? Or should he continue his conversation with Anna, burdening her with a revelation that could topple her newly minted happiness?