NINA'S POV
I feel numb. But numbness doesn't come with butterflies.
I woke up this morning with a racing heart, and I hated how I longed for his voice.
Vegas plays like a wicked loop in my mind, and my body is caught between wanting him and hurting from him.
I knew this was doomed from the start.
I knew that it would hurt, but I walked into the fire with hopes that maybe, just maybe, it won't burn this time.
It did. Still does.
I push through the glass doors into the reception.
I'm early. The receptionist is just settling in, but this place will be a buzz in no time.
Her face breaks into a smile when she sees me.
“Oh my gosh, girl. You look absolutely stunning! And look at that, you're not late!”
Surprised by her warmth, I flash a weak smile.
“Thank you so much, your dr
