Rowan stood before the mirror, stretching his arms slightly as he examined his reflection through the quiet haze of his thoughts. He ran his fingers through his drenched hair, brushing away the droplets of water before applying lotion to his palms.
He couldn’t deny that even after hearing Cedric earlier, his mind was still unsettled. In fact, the more he thought about it, the worse it became… especially knowing that the day was now only hours away.
Rowan had spent the entire day busy with the formal event coordination. In between all the arrangements, he had also gone through the text messages Cathie had sent him earlier.
Honestly, it was both laughable and somewhat ridiculous to him.
How could he have ever imagined that he would be sitting there going through a list of countless proto
