Chapter 63

Jenna’s P.O.V.

I stood on the doorstep of Adam’s family house, clutching a bottle of champagne in my hands because my uncle had raised me to always bring a gift when being invited to a party. The crisp spring air clung to my skin as I stood on the doorstep of Adam’s house, but it was the fluttering of butterflies in my stomach that truly made me feel the cold tonight. Or maybe it was the fact that I had decided to wear a skirt instead of pants for this festive occasion? But I was right to be feeling nervous, this was my first Easter with Adam and his family, and I couldn’t help but feel a mix of excitement and nervousness at the same time.

Adam had been the steady rock in my life for a couple of weeks now. The idea that he wanted me to be a part of his cherished family traditions, filled me with a sense of belonging I had so longed for as a child growing up. The sun was beginning its descent, casting a warm glow over the grass fields surrounding