POV: Adriana
Saturday morning came faster than I expected, and for the first time in forever, I woke up early but not before Darius though. Today was the day. Our vacation. I couldn’t stop smiling.
Adira had helped me pack last night, and I was more than ready to leave right now. We were supposed to head to the airport by ten, but it was barely eight and I was already dressed.
I wore my favorite blue boot cut jeans, paired with one of Darius’s black hoodies.
The man had a closet full of them, yet always complained whenever I wore them.
Hypocrite.
But hey, I was the one wearing them now. I pulled my hair into a messy bun, put on my pink sneakers, my wedding ring, and a small pair of diamond earrings.
When I stepped out of the walk in closet, Darius walked in from the door, fresh
