Adrian's Point of View
The face staring back at me in the mirror was unfamiliar yet strangely comforting. Strong jawline, piercing eyes, and a tailored suit that screamed control. I ran my fingers through my slicked-back hair, a grin tugging at my lips. The man in the mirror was no longer the shadow of himself, no longer the defeated figure trapped in a wheelchair five years ago. I was a man reborn, and tonight, I was finally going to see her.
My phone buzzed on the nightstand, pulling me from my thoughts. Reaching for it, I answered, keeping my tone even. “Hello?”
“Mr. Steele,” Robert’s professional voice greeted me. “The event planning team has arrived.”
A smirk crept onto my face. “Is she with them?”
“As requested, sir,” Robert confirmed. “She’s here.”
I closed my eyes, letting th
