Chapter 83
- Nathan’s pov
- I fixed the last cufflink, straightened the bowtie, and stepped back to look at myself in the mirror. The tuxedo was crisp. Black with a sheen so subtle it looked royal under the chandelier light. The same material Claire had selected for me.
- She didn’t say it, but I knew. It matched the dress she had picked out two days ago when she thought I wasn’t paying attention.