The time for Trina and Walker’s wedding had finally arrived. With Helena and Nate accompanying us, we made the trip in Adam’s private jet. Adam was the pilot, of course, and like our New Year’s trip to Boston four months earlier, Nate chose to sit up in the cockpit with Ad...
You’re not to blame for what happened.” I tell Kay this, again and again, but she continues to try and stop me. “No—” I place one finger on her lips and cup her chin in my hand. “Shh…” I shake my head. “There is nothing you can say that will ever co...