The drive was filled with tense silence. When I tried to pick up my phone to pass the time, Jace stopped me. He said it was not the time and if I needed to look at anything I should stare at the window as the car drove past different things. I was a little bit upset by that so I frowned.
"Keep that up and you'll have a reason to shed tears by the end of the night." He warned me.
I immediately fixed my face into something plain. He seemed pissed and I knew better than to be stubborn after what happened in the morning.
We arrived at the venue about half an hour later.
My heart raced as we walked into the fancy ballroom of the the hotel that I found out belonged to Jace.
He took my hand in his own and when we walked in with his guards surrounding us, all eyes were on us. I could hear mumbling and whispering as we walked in. I looked up at my husband and saw that his jaw was set. He looked even scarier than what I assumed him to be.
