Khael's pov
The drive to the place was longer than I expected. I glanced over at Mom a few times to know if she was on the right track, but those glances only made her question me.
"Are you feeling any discomfort?" She'd ask and it took all of my will power not to groan.
"Just drive". I grumbled. And she just smiled apologetically.
Why does she think the best place I want to be right now is a stranger's wedding ceremony but it's pointless to keep arguing with her. I just tried to keep a neutral expression on my face.
"We are here". I heard Mom say under breath and I snapped out of my thoughts.
"You don't have to do anything, just sit and enjoy the ceremony and special performance that's going to be carried out there. I arranged for that myself as a wedding gift to the couple". The excited look on her face as she talked about Opera music made me grit my teeth.
Why the hell am I upset because of someone's wedding? Am I that salty now?
