By six-thirty, Zara had changed her mind about dinner at least four times.The first time, she told herself she was too tired.The second time, she reminded herself that Adrian had a company worth billions to worry about and probably didn't need to be spending his evening taking his assistant—former assistant, apparently—to dinner.The third time, she looked at the dress hanging on the back of her bedroom door and decided she actually wanted to go.The fourth time, she changed the dress.She stood in front of her mirror, staring at herself.“This is ridiculous,” she muttered.She wasn't getting married.She was going to dinner.With Adrian.Which somehow made it worse.Her phone buzzed.Adrian: I'm outside.Zara looked at the message.She checked the time.6:58 p.m.He was early.She grabbed her bag and hurried downstairs.When she stepped outside, she found him leaning against the side of his car, checking his phone.He looked up.For a second, he didn't say anything.Zara immediatel
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