Kelly's POV
I've always believed life warns you before something big happens, like how the air shifts before rain, or that gut-flutter before your period drops in like a badly dressed surprise guest.
Today, I swear the universe has been clearing its throat at me for hours.
I spent the whole elevator ride practicing a smile that was gentle, casual, and not desperate. Now, standing in Adrian's impressive office lobby, I suddenly feel like I don't remember how to move my face.
There's a zing in my chest, a tremor under my skin and a stupid, ridiculous smile on my face that keeps sneaking up on me no matter how many times I tell it to behave.
And the reason? Thorne Kavanagh.
I'm about to see him again.
God help me.
I'm not ready. I am ready, I've been ready since the day I walked away from him and nearly went back ten minutes later, but readiness feels like a myth now that I'm actually here, clutching my purse like it's the only thing keeping me tethered to earth.
