Alice

I didn’t even realize how quickly the drive to the penthouse passed.

All I knew was that during the entire ride, I couldn’t sit still. Even though the car's interior was quiet and traffic was unusually smooth, every minute still felt painfully slow.

My mind kept replaying what Uncle Lemuel had told me.

Lance was already at the penthouse, and he wanted me to be there.

After everything that had happened—his sudden disappearance, the news spreading across the media, the press conference—I was finally going to see him again.

I didn’t know what the first thing I would say to him would be.

I didn’t know if I would...