A R I A N A

I felt suffocated, the reception hall was too loud, too full of people smiling at me like this was some happy occasion.

I felt like I couldn't breathe.

"I need to use the restroom," I mumbled to no one in particular, pushing back my chair.

Dante glanced up from his conversation with some business associate his dark eyes studied my face for a second before giving a slight nod.

I hurried away before anyone could follow.

The bathroom was empty, thank God. I locked the ...