RUBBY'S POV
I froze. My heart slammed against my ribs. That voice belonged to the man I thought I had left behind.
I slowly turned around and my breath caught in my throat.
Alexander Wolfe stood before me looking as effortlessly handsome as ever.
His dark suit fit him perfectly, his sharp jawline more defined under the dim restaurant lights.
I swallowed hard, forcing myself to find my voice.
"How did you find me?"
"Happy New Year in advance, Rubby," he answered in response.
"You weren't responding to your texts and you weren't taking your calls either, so I figured it was better to come in person."
I blinked, caught off guard by his response. He had travelled all that way just to wish me a happy new year?
Before I could press further, I noticed my mother watching us from a f
