Adrian's P. O. V

A few minutes later

The back exit of Vailors Couture smelled like musk and old dye.

Zain stepped out first, carefully observing the environment. I stood behind him, already dressed in a simple outfit with a cap covering my head.

I left the guard at the front. So Jasmine would believe I was still in the fitting room while I slipped out back with Zain.

But how long could I keep this up?

None of it would be happening if my mother hadn't proposed marriage to the McDonald's family. If she hadn't managed to convince my father and the Lunar Council to agree to this unfortunate...