Adrianna

It’d been four months, two weeks and five days since I had last seen Ricardo. Luckily, with Jen’s wedding on the way, I didn’t have the time to think about the next steps. His house was on the market, his penthouse, and pretty much all his goods, with from the sale going to charity. The house was bought by some rich merchant bankers; the penthouse was taking a little while to shift. I must admit, it was taking a lot longer than I’d expected. I did keep an eye on it.

Then again, I kept an eye on a lot of things ever since the day he left me in the library.

Why didn’t he chase after me?

“If you’re going to come and be part of my wedding with a long face, then you might as well go home. I don’t want miserable people at my wedding,” Jen said as she lifted her glass and had obviously drunk a little bit too much champagne.

“I need to get you down the aisle or Ben will kill me.”

She laughed. “I’ll kill you if you don’t smile.”

Maybe I’d spent too much time, with Ricardo, but whenever some