Astrid
She c****d her head to the side, her eyes roaming over me once again.
"Excuse me? What are you saying?" she asked, and a small sigh escaped me. I didn’t have the strength or patience for Adrian’s runaway fiancée—or whatever she was.
"It’s what you heard," I said, stepping forward. I had dinner with my mum to get to, and I was saving my energy for that, not for some random woman.
She let out a chuckle, but there was no humor in it.
"We were supposed to get married weeks ago. I made the mistake of leaving because..." She trailed off, raising her gaze to mine. "Why should I believe you? I have to see him myself."
"Do whatever you want," I said. "But I need you to leave. Call him if you feel like it." I turned toward the gate, knowing that if I stepped closer, it would
