Caspian
I stood in front of the bureau, adjusting my cufflinks as I admired my reflection. My dark hair was perfectly styled, gelled back to reveal my sharp features. I wore a tailored black tuxedo, complete with a crisp white shirt and a black bow tie. My shoes were polished to a high shine, reflecting the morning light. I caught a whiff of my cologne, a subtle masculine scent that always boosted my confidence.
Satisfied with my appearance, I grabbed my phone from the table and dialed Ava's number. When she didn't answer, a flicker of concern crossed my mind. "We are going to be late," I thought to myself, trying her number again. Still no response. I decided to check on her, grabbing my briefcase before heading to her room. I knocked on the door, but there was only silence.
I tried th
