Page 29 of Sweet Oblivion

Be glad you can’t hear the voices in my head.

They’re absolutely unhinged.

—Delaney’s Secret Thoughts

Ashton

So?

Delaney

So what?

Ashton

How’d it go?

Delaney

Well, I’m getting married, and apparently it needs to be a huge event. Like the kind with a photographer and bridesmaids and flowers and about a million other things.

Ashton

Okay. We can handle that.

Delaney

I was hoping you’d say that. Want tobe my bridesmaid?

Ashton

I’m pregnant.

Delaney

Yup. I’m sure Ryker’s mom can find you a dress. She seems like she’s not exactly used to being told no.

Ashton

Yeah. That whole crew is pretty capable. But I promise you they’re pretty amazing. Is she helping you plan the wedding?

Delaney

More like planning it for me and including me as little as possible.

Ashton

Is that what you want?

Delaney

I mean, I’d rather have my nails plucked from my fingertips while being waterboarded than stand in front of two hundred and fifty people, knowing they’re all looking at me. But according to Olivia, that’s what I have to do. So I’d say it’s not really about what I want as much as it’s about what I have to do.

Ashton

Are you sure you want to do this?

Delaney