Stella's POV
Watching Bruce's face riddled with shock put me in a good mood.
Maybe he never expected it.
Maybe he thought it was too sudden that I let him go.
Or maybe he truly believed I would come crawling back to him on my knees. Whatever it was he was feeling, it wasn't mine to bother about.
I linked my arm with Adrian's as we headed toward the grand entrance of the hall.
From the moment we left home, the plan had always been for me to attend my sister's wedding alone.
But who would have thought that upon arrival, Adrian would suddenly change his mind?
He had insisted on attending with me. Though I was surprised by the sudden change and his firm insistence, getting under Bruce's skin felt like a good start.
Stopping at the entrance, I turned to Adrian. "I guess we'll go in separately," I said with a smirk.
His face clouded over instantly. I touched my cheek in embarrassment. Why did I have the feeling that his anger level was rising by the second?
