Aurora's POV
The heater in Adrian's car was blasting, but I couldn't stop shivering. The damp silk of my dress felt like a second skin of ice against my legs. Adrian kept his eyes on the road, his grip on the steering wheel tight. The silence between us was heavy, broken only by the rhythmic swish of the windshield wipers clearing the snow.
"Are you upset with me?" He finally asked.
I let out a breath that fogged up the window. "I'm surprised you showed up at all, Adrian. Based on your text, I was expecting a driver, not you."
"I couldn't just leave you there," he snapped, though it sounded more like he was defending himself to his own conscience than to me. "I couldn't let Vivienne punish you. I know how she gets when she thinks the 'family honor' is at stake."
"You were
