Nathan’s POV
Madison sashayed her way into the apartment.
“What do you want, Madison?” I asked.
“Nathan, where are your manners?” She stated. “Are you not going to offer me a drink?”
I ran my hand through my hair, “Would you like a drink, Madison?”
“I’ll have a glass of champagne if you have some, Nathan,” Madison smiled with her crimson red lips.
“I’ll be right back with that,” I said as I wandered into the kitchen. I grabbed a champagne glass from the cupboard and then grabbed the champagne bottle from the wine fridge. I smiled as I remembered that it was the bottle Amelie and I had shared to toast over our engagement. I popped the cork and poured a single glass of champagne. I wasn’t in the mood to share this champagne with anyone but Amelie.
I walked out to the living room area
