o18. i have given myself away

Juliet's cheeks are as pink as her dress, are as pink as the wine that she's drinking far too quickly.

"I see you're married, Lauren, congratulations," she murmurs, focused on the rings that the other woman is wearing. It gives her an excuse to reach for Lauren's left hand, turn it this way and that, watching the light catching the ruby and diamonds in her engagement ring. "Beautiful."

"I'm divorced, actually. Well, separated, my lawyer is dealing with his lawyer and then there's the INS and then there's his mistress and his daughters and…it's complicated."

"I'm sorry," whispers Juliet.

"Don't be."