Chapter Thirty-Three
Adam doesn’t answer his phone. Hugo answers his, but he hasn’t heard anything from Adam. I knock on Luke’s door to see if he might possibly know anything, but he isn’t there. I know Adam has other friends—they’ve been over here a few times to play Xbox—but darn it, I don’t know how to contact any of them.
I wander pointlessly from room to room, telling myself not to panic. This really isn’t a huge deal. It’s just a misunderstanding, and once I’ve explained it to Adam, everything will be fine. Right?
I try to play my violin. I try to get to that place where the music is the only thing that fills my mind.
I can’t.
I can’t stop seeing that look on Adam’s face. Can’t get more right than royalty, can you? But I can! Adam is the right one. But what if he doesn’t believe
