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~Ayden~
The second Mia left her stool and walked in our direction, my pulse thumped through every part of my body. I wondered if she would acknowledge me when she passed. Then I asked myself if I would do the same. The hope I had in everything working out between us was dwindling fast. Anger was consuming me everywhere I turned.
She stopped midway down the aisle as Andi approached her. They discussed something just before Mia took another phone call. My curiosity was in overdrive. Was she taking business calls or—
Bentley left his stool and grabbed his last beer. “Jason and Ryan are backstage. Wanna see what they’re up to?”
“I’ll pass.”
Disappointment shadowed Bentley’s face before he turned and left. He almost collided with someone on his way toward the stage. The guy was on his
