BRIANNA

It was Monday morning, and I woke up earlier than usual, my heart brimming with happiness and energy that I couldn’t quite contain. My mind kept replaying the events of the weekend, especially that kiss at the gala. It had been brief, but it sent a flutter through me every time I thought about it. The memory was still fresh in my mind, and I wasn’t sure I’d ever forget it.

I rolled out of bed, my thoughts still occupied by Adrian. He had looked at me differently, and I wasn’t ...