Chapter 91. Hidden Feelings

Adriel

The scent of fine whiskey filled my nostrils as I raised the glass to my lips, watching the amber liquid dance inside it. A grand party was happening at the Ricci family mansion, and I was among the guests. However, despite the evident joy around me, I felt restless, almost impatient.

Everyone seemed to be in ecstasy, celebrating the news of Cecilia and Liam's baby, Frederico and Valentina Ricci's first grandchild. Laughter echoed through the halls, champagne flowed, and smiles were contagious. But for me, something was amiss.

I accepted another pour of the high-quality whiskey that was generously served. The Ricci family certainly knew how to throw a party, that much I couldn't deny, even though I had never harbored any fondness for Frederico Ricci, the father of one of my best friends.

Logan, my other close friend, approached, casting me a disapproving glance at the glass in my hand.

"Maybe it's time to stop, Adriel," he suggested, with a conce