POV: Julian
He hadn't walked twelve blocks in a suit since his twenties. He was thirty-six, Something had changed.
The gala was still going when Julian left. The ballroom was bright, the champagne was flowing,The string quartet was playing something classical and forgettable. He walked past the Aldridge table without looking. He didn't want to see if she was still there or laughing at something Nathaniel was saying.
He took the elevator to the lobby and walked through the revolving door with cold air hitting his face.
He started walking.
The first block was Sterling Tower to 53rd Street. The sidewalk was crowded with people leaving restaurants, getting into cabs, heading home from shows. Julian walked through them like he couldn't see them.
TheSecond block was 53rd to 54th. His han
