KOURTNEY

I stood in the center of the living room with Tessa who was currently going over the details of how her day out with Chase was going to be like. But I couldn't bring myself to share in her enthusiasm.

I was too busy trying to keep my hands from shaking as I clutched the handle of my leather tote bag so tightly my knuckles were white.

Every second felt like an hour. Tessa finally seemed to notice we'd probably been waiting for long. She began pacing beside me, checking her watch.

"Ugh, what is taking him so long?" she groaned, tossing her hair over her shoulder. "He’s usually...