Leilani
Surprise graced my features as I stepped out into the living area, my shoes clapping softly against the marble floor. My gaze strayed to look at Adonis standing in the far corner, dark and imposing and…pissed?
The glint of diamonds caught my eye and my gaze moved to see an elegant, sophisticated woman perched on the couch, legs crossed under her sparkling black dress, and the edge of her red-bottom heels peaked from the hem of her dress.
Light reflected off the rings around her perfectly manicured fingers as she slowly moved the glass of expensive champagne in her hand with a slow swishing rhythm.
I recognized her immediately.
Ms. Freya Declan. Neil’s mother.
I had only met her once and that was the week after Neil proposed to me, and the entire visit to her house was stiff a
