ADRIANNA

“You don’t have to run Adrianna, I'm just here to congratulate you,” he grinned.

My heart sank to the bottom of my stomach.

I stopped, and stared at him, trying to hide my fear as much as possible, and appear confident.

“What are you doing here Raymond?” I asked, swallowing the lump in my throat.

“You aren’t supposed to be here! You are not invited”

“We’re divorced, we have nothing left connecting us together, don’t you get it?” I asked, as my palm started to get sweaty. I clung to my dress, stylishly rubbing my palm on it.

He chuckled and then tried to move closer, but I stopped...