—Alec—
For the first time in my life, I experienced shock, disbelief, and confusion, all at once. The emotions hit so hard that I reached for another sip, only to realize my glass was already empty.
Mabel Parker?
The server girl I humiliated six years ago, the girl I’d been looking for?
How did she transform into the woman descending the stairs right now?
I picked up another drink from a passing server, unable to take my eyes off the way the dress hugged her curves or the effortless grace with which she carried herself.
She sauntered right past me.
Wait, didn't she recognize me?
I loosened my tie and watched her stroll to one of the paintings in the room.
Just when I thought about going after her, a familiar voice called.
“Alec Rivera!”
I turned to find Clarissa Wren standing be
