As I left the house, I followed them at a distance.
By the time we got downstairs, we were surrounded by neighbors. Their voices were filled with weird mix, both of admiration and envy.
“Wow, you’re so lucky to have a daughter like that! I saw the news online and if my daughter could marry into the Miles Family, I’d be grinning in my sleep!”
“You two are really glowing with happiness, you even look younger! The gray hairs are almost gone!”
“If I had known it would turn out this way, I would’ve let my daughter try for it too! I thought Mr. Miles was so hard to impress, but after all, he’s still a man—he can’t resist temptation!”
I couldn’t help but feel a wave of disgust rise in my throat, the urge to gag taking over.
My parents were grinning from ear to ear, eagerly declaring that the wedding would be a special celebration for our neighbors.
In the midst of their chatter, several police cars pulled up with their sirens blaring.
The leading officer showed his badge and spoke coldly, “Which one of you is Miss Kathy Holmes? She’s suspected of spreading rumors and using illegal substances. We need you to come with us for questioning.”
