Chapter 51

ROBERT'S POV

Ariana did not know that I was starting to remember all that had happened last night. I remembered how she had cared for me and walked me up the stairs when I was drunk and probably heavier than a bag of flour.

I could remember the feel of her hand on my body in the shower and how caring she had been. Ariana who made rooms cold. Ariana. She had been awfully nice to me.

Had I said something about a wedding?

Well.

Now, she was bugging me on what questions Nate was asking. Where do I begin? Margaret had not been very chatt