Unsteady

ARYA’S POV "I still can't believe you spent forty dollars trying to win a stuffed elephant that probably costs ten in a store," I said, clutching the oversized plush toy to my chest as Marco and I walked back from the amusement park. "It's the principle of the thing," Marco insisted, grinning. "Besides, you wanted it. I saw your face when you looked at it." I rolled my eyes, although there was a smile on my lips. "I mentioned it was cute. Once." "And that was enough." He bumped my shoulder playfully. "What kind of man would I be if I couldn't win a simple carnival game for you.” I laughed, surprised by how light I felt. We spent the entire afternoon at the small amusement park on the outskirts of the city riding the gentle carousel (it was only ride Marco would let me go on, citing my "delicate condition"), eating cotton candy, ans playing ridiculous games. It had been perfect. Like I was just a regular woman on a date with… Not a date, I reminded myself quickly. Just two friends spen