Kelly
I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease as I adjusted the straps of my gown. Adrian had insisted I go with him to the event.
I had questioned him earlier, asking, “Wouldn’t rumors fly? You suggested we keep our marriage private.”
He had shrugged it off with that charming, devil-may-care smile of his, saying, “I don’t care anymore. If my presence keeps Anderson away, I’ll break the rules myself.”
There was something comforting in his words, but still I couldn’t escape the anxiety gnawing at my insides. It had been years since I had been part of such a high-profile event, and I wasn’t sure I was ready to face the past, let alone the people from it.
But Harper was with me, tugging at my sleeve as she refused to let Olivia babysit her. I smiled softly as I looked down at her. My lit
