MIA'S POV

"Bitch!" I hissed as the call disconnected and I tossed my phone on the hotel bed.

"I'll show her a lesson she won't forget."

I paced the room, wondering what to do.

Never would I forget that day four years ago when I heard Adam and Emily were getting engaged. He and I only had a small argument and separated for a few days, only for me to hear the bombshell. I felt so betrayed.

We'd fought before, of course, but this time I stormed out, declaring I needed space. But I knew we would get back together after a few days.

Instead, barely a week later, I received the news that shattered my world. My boyfriend was getting married to my best friend! I nearly died when I heard it.

my heartache. But no matter how many places I went; how many parties I attended; how many glasses of champagne

was pure chance that brought me back into Adam's orbit. A chance encounter at a rooftop bar in Manhattan, four years after I'd fled. I'd almost walked right past

was still there. I could

of course. He'd greeted me politely, asked about my travels, and made small talk about mutual acquaintances. But I could read between the lines that he still liked me. He was only holding back because of Emily. He didn't love her,

he'd given up. He had to realize what

Our "chance" encounters became

brush past him, letting my hand linger on his arm just a moment too

then came the night that

too much to drink at a party or at least, that's what Adam would tell

that party, and all night, I could feel Adam's eyes on me. He seemed both hungry and

lose his

undid the wrap of my dress and

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