Chapter Ten
(Nia’s POV)
I sat on the edge of the bed for a long time after I left Adrian downstairs.
The house was quiet again. Like it held nothing, no love, no happiness. Empty.
I’d changed into pajamas, washed my face, and tried to read the same page of a book four times. Nothing held my attention. Every sound from the hallway made my chest tighten.
The test results were supposed to come tonight.
They were going to prove my innocence. Adrian would believe me finally.
I pressed my hand over my stomach.
“It’s going to be okay,” I whispered.
The words felt weak in the dark room.
When Adrian’s footsteps finally stopped outside my door, I stood before I could think about it.
He didn’t knock.
The door opened, and he walked in with the report crushed in one hand.
My breath caugh
