♧Adrian♧

  I kept a close eye on Astrid from across the room, even as I exchanged pleasantries with some of the important dignitaries. My attention was split—part of me focused on her, the other on the man I was avoiding. My father.

  Instead, I ran into Drake Herman, his long-time friend.

  Drake raised a brow at me, adjusting the glasses perched on his nose.

  “Well, look who we have here—Adrian,” he said with a small smirk.

  I tucked both hands into my pockets, taking ...