Chapter forty-seven

Ethan’s POV

I sat in my study for the better half of the day, just smoking cigarettes and thinking of Ariah.

Every muscle in my body was aching for her, I wanted to go to her, I already knew what sort of mood she was in, but I couldn't. I had a feeling that if I looked at Ariah before the event, I might just have a desperate urge to call the whole thing off. I ate nothing, I was too anxious to eat, and eating only made me want to eat more and more.

The door of my study was locked and I didn't even keep track of time anymore. A knock suddenly sounded on the door, startling me as I stubbed out another cigarette.

"It's Lowell, might want to open up, big man," Lowell said cheerfully.

I grunted and dragged myself to my feet, that same way I strolled and unlocked the door.

A second later, he barged in, grinning from ear to ear, "It's almost time, Ethan, The big guests have already started arriving from both cities!" He said hysterically with excitement glowing in his eyes. "This is