|FOUR DAYS LATER|

BRIANNA

It was Friday, the day Adrian would finally face the family dinner he’d been avoiding for so long—and I’d be right there with him. I couldn’t deny a flicker of excitement at the thought. It was Stella’s insistence that had finally convinced me to go, but if it were up to me, I’d probably be spending this Friday night curled up in bed with one of the novels that I’d been itching to finish.

I had chosen a simple but elegant brown evening gown. The thin ...