POV: Adriana
I woke up to the morning sun shining through my widow, and the soft sound of the air conditioner. My body felt warm under the covers, but my mind was still going through the memories of last night.
The dinner with Darius’ family.
The way he looked at me—curious, almost like I was a puzzle he wanted to desperately solve—it had made my chest feel strangely light. It had been… nice. For once, I wasn’t invisible. For once, I was the one people’s eyes followed, not Regina.
And then, at the end of the night…
A blush formed on my cheeks at the memory. That man had the audacity to tease me by asking for a goodnight kiss. And what was that stupid excuse I had given.
I knew he was only joking but my heart had been beating so fast it might as well have been a heart attack.
I was
