Letisha’s POV

I could barely make out the whispers of shock as I watched, entranced, as my husband walked down the aisle between the sea of reporters as if he did so every day.

Adrian was.

His eyes never left mine, their dark brilliance blazing with such intensity, I could feel it as if it were a tangible thing.

Adrian was back.

“Is that…”

“Holy fuck, that’s Adrian Grey.”

“What? The Adrian Grey?”

“That ...