ARIA

The flashes are blinding.

And questions are shouted from every direction:

“Miss Sinclair! How does it feel to be engaged to Dante Ashford?”

“Dante! When’s the wedding?”

“Aria! Any comment on your former fiancé’s arrest?”

“Mr. Ashford! Is it true Marcus Kane is facing federal charges?”

Dante’s hand is firm on my lower back, guiding me through the gauntlet. He doesn’t answer any questions; in fact, he doesn’t even acknowledge the press. He just moves with ...