Chapter Fifty-Five- George Atwood- 23 yrs old

They arrived at the event, though they had to use a different vehicle from the small pool of vehicles they had. George assisted Adriana from the vehicle. He could feel her nervousness from riding in a vehicle so soon after the accident and George prayed, she could keep herself together for the few hours they’d be here.

“You’re sure you want to attend this event? I’m sure they’d understand your situation.” Adriana straightened her sapphire blue gown and fox fur stole after she stepped from the vehicle. Her hand finally gently touched her hair to ensure it was still neatly in place.

Adriana sighed, tired of all the arguing over this specific subject. This was only one of many social gatherings she’d be forced to attend. “George, I’m sick of arguing. I’ve been arguing with Maximus and yourself for hours now. I’m fine, and this is important.”

“I feel like I’m a terrible choice for this evening’s events.” George tried