RavenRoman called me ten minutes ago, just to say he was on his way. No explanation for where he’d been, no apology for the timing. Just his voice, low, telling me he was coming.I didn’t ask questions. I just held the phone and felt something in my chest unknot. I was almost worried about him. Vivienne has been holding court near the entrance for the last hour, her smile working progressively harder as the evening goes on. She’s good at it, I’ll give her that. To anyone not paying close attention, she looks radiant, relaxed, a bride in her element.But I’m paying close attention. I watch her laugh at something one of her friends says, then slide her phone from her clutch and check the screen in the same motion. The laugh doesn’t quite reach her eyes when she looks back up.Anaya appears at my elbow.“Girl where Is your Dad? He got a cold fit and ditched her,”“Roman doesn’t run from problems.” I take a sip of wine. “If he wasn’t coming he’d have said so without apology. He
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