27

ADELINE

I get home earlier than usual, and the moment I step inside, I hear the unmistakable sounds of Katya rummaging around. Shoes clatter. Cabinet doors slam. Something—probably a measuring cup—clatters to the floor.

I glance at the calendar. It’s her day off.

Usually, we spend her days off together, but with the wedding coming up so fast, she’s been pushing me to spend more time with Reid.