CHAPTER FIFTY ONE. DANIELLE'S P.O.V. There are moments when time just stops. In those moments, it halts abruptly, and then, it lulls and slows down. It becomes a void in which one's emotions and senses are heightened while things and activities are diminished. For a short moment, as Doris Covington, the Dean of Students, invited him up to the podium in front of the hall in which I was sited with roughly two hundred other intending MBA students, time stilled. At least for me, it did. As I watched him walk into the room, my breath caught in my throat and my stomach started to clench painfully. I had no idea why my body was reacting the way it did, and I was terrified that I would forget how to breathe and die a sad death caused by the anxiety at seeing my husband. Even my wandering mind had stilled on my seeing Adrian step on to the podium, his strides proud and sure. Soon, the wheels in my brain started to unclog and roll. How was he here, in that hall? How
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