Cynthia POV

I check the screen of my phone for the eleventh time, and I sigh briefly. I have been waiting for Asher to come to meet me for the past fifteen minutes, and he's not yet here. I invited him to go with me to my ex-boyfriend's birthday party, which he promised to be here. I just hope he doesn't disappoint me because this means so much to me. I will lose face. Before I broke up with that bastard, I told him that I would show up at his thirtieth birthday with my boyfriend that will be hotter and more handsome than he is, and I need to...