Adriana's POV

My mind raced with thoughts. Why was he suddenly asking me these questions? Why did he want to know? With each question he asked, I felt a sense of insecurity washing over me.

“I–I don't know how I felt.”

“Why don't you know how you felt? It happened in front of you.”

“It's–been a while since it happened. I can't remember clearly.”

“Wh…..

“Please, stop asking the questions,” I said.

“A fashion designer will be here hours before the party ...