Wedding guests!
Huh.

She and Caden were married.

Estella stood at the edge of the dance floor as a few of the Puddlemere men (who had obviously had too much to drink) danced a rather ridiculous (but choreographed!) dance. Her expression was mixed with confusion, disbelief, and amusement, and she looked up at Caden with raised eyebrows. He most certainly did not know that this was going to happen.

"Our first Puddlemere moment as a married couple," she said, adding that onto the list of 'firsts' she'd been making through the day. First kiss, first hand holding, first time tripping into him. That was her dress' fault, however, so she wasn't sure how much that counted. First dance, first---surely the list was longer than that! Estella leaned forward to kiss him, and soundly checked off 'first forgotten thought' in her head.

Yes, yes--it was a very good feeling, being his wife, and as the Puddlemere dance came to a resounding end, Estella imagined how the rest of the night was going to go---Marcus and Jacob were hyped up on sugar.