♤Adrian♤

  I looked around the room. Where was Astrid? I was sure I’d seen her with Joan just a few minutes ago. 

  Now, Joan was all over a brunette, and Astrid was nowhere to be found.

  I'd walked across the room, met Aaron, and handed over the gifts we’d brought him.

   Our relationship didn’t thrive on communication, but he’d told me he was glad we’d made it and thanked me for the gifts.

  So yeah, maybe Astrid was right. He was my ...