“No, Kamila.” Asha joined her on the floor. “You’re not alone. Ever. You have me, Nicole, and Lizzy. Even Jana is your friend now, right? We’re all going to be here for you through all this.”

Kamila nodded, still rubbing Darcy’s sweet little head and trying not to break down in tears. “I know, I know. I’m being ridiculous. I should be happy, right? I have Emerald. Dad is healthy. It’s just…” She sniffled loudly. “I don’t like being feeling-y.”

“He’s here, you know.”

“I know. He’s who distracted Darcy. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“Of course it means something! He didn’t have to come. He’s not mad at you.”

Kamila shrugged. He came because he was Rohan, and he’d always be there for his friends. She had her friend back.

All she had to do was figure out how to stop loving him.

“Hey, there,” Tim said, walking into the room and frowning at the three of them sitting on the floor. “Whatcha doing down there?”

“Oh, you know,” Kamila said, wiping a tear. “Bit of dog therapy. You’re supposed to cry at proms, aren’t you?”

“I spent most of mine making out in the coatroom,” Tim said.

Kamila sniffled. “Parking lot for me.”

Tim put his hand out to help Kamila stand up. “People are starting to leave, but they want to say goodbye to the amazing dance team first. You and Darcy caused quite a splash, you know. Someone asked if you perform at private dog parties, too.”

Kamila blew out a puff of air as she stood. Time to put on the happy face again. If Rohan was still there, she was going to have to face him. Pretend to be normal. “Okay. Let’s do this.”

They started walking back to the main hall when someone stopped Asha to ask her something. Tim and Kamila continued toward the front of the church where most of the people were gathered.

“Jerome put the dogs in their raincoats for their turn about the park for their business,” Tim said. “Thank god we brought them. You do not want to see wet, matted Afghans. Last time they got caught in the rain, I used two bottles of conditioner on them. Each.”

Kamila cringed. “It’s raining?”

Tim nodded. “Yep. Rohan even brought his car closer for Maricel. Hey, is something going on between those two? They came together. And Maricel is positively glowing.” He leaned close to Kamila as they reached the crowd near the door. “This is your doing, isn’t it? It’s not a couple I would have considered, but you, Ms. Matchmaker, always know best.”

Kamila froze. “What did you say?”

But Tim hadn’t frozen and was still walking to the door. Maricel and Rohan? Was that possible? Rohan couldn’t be the secret man Maricel was seeing, could he?