I stood in front of the mirror for another few seconds.
My hands were still shaking.
Part of me wanted to leave.
Another part wanted to find Adrian and demand an explanation.
But somehow, neither option felt remotely possible anymore.
He had watched me bury him.
Find Wedding VenuesHis mother had held my hand while I cried.
Someone had arranged a funeral.
Someone had put a coffin in the ground.
People had brought food to my apartment and sat beside me while I stared at walls.
Adrian had let all of that happen.
Now he was 20 minutes away from marrying someone else.
I washed the mascara from under my eyes and walked out of the restroom.
My assistant, Kendra, found me near the service hallway.
She frowned when she saw my face.
“What happened?”
“I need you to do something for me.”
“Anything.”
“Stay with the flowers. Don’t let anyone move the arrangements.”
