But when the door finally opened, it wasn't me standing there.
It was the hotel manager.
"Ms. Yates asked me to pass along a message. She won't be able to make it tonight. She hopes everyone enjoys the dinner and has a wonderful evening."
The smile on Sebastian's face disappeared instantly.
My mother stood beside him, frozen in disbelief.
Sebastian pulled out his phone and called me.
The call wouldn't go through.
He tried again, but it still wouldn't connect.
He scrolled through his contacts and called my coworkers. They told him I hadn't shown up at the office that day.
Then he called Oliver. The same thing happened. His phone was turned off.
Suddenly, the words I had said to him that night flashed through Sebastian's mind.
"Forget it. Go take her home."
Sebastian grabbed his
