ADRIANNA’S POV

He stared at me in relentless expectation, hoping for a positive response.

My eyes locked onto his, my lips parting involuntarily in stunned disbelief, wondering how that thought had even crossed his mind. I never knew he had it in him to want revenge on my father for what he did. I was even more shocked he remembered my father.

Yes, my father had hurt me—deeply. And maybe it would’ve been natural to crave revenge. But that wasn’t me.

Getting back at him was never the plan. I couldn’t lower myself to his level. I wouldn’t be the one to destroy him. Life would. Karma always does.

Glancing...