I was just done putting on my jewellery when the phone line buzzed, it was the front gate. "Hello?" Glancing at the clock, it was seven on the dot.
"Mr Walton is here Mr Thomson, should we let him in?" The gateman asks,
"Yes please," I hesitate. I had to get this over and done with, dinner with Adam. Smoothing out my silk ruched dress, and rearranging my pearl necklaces. I did put an effort into my looks, just because I hated the guy doesn't mean I won't look my best. I still needed to explain everything to Tyler, I didn't want him to believe what people were saying online. I've been calling him and leaving him messages all day but he hasn't gotten back to me yet. I told myself he needs time to himself to think, I know he has to decide if he wanted to attend ASH. Just as I slip on my silk gloves the bright lights of what I assume were Adam's car fills my room.