When her eyes lifted, they locked with his. Her chest tightened as her knees nearly gave way. It couldn’t be Sam who had followed her… Yet there he was, his face stern and his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that made her shrink inside.
Aurora barely noticed the man standing to the side, struggling to steady himself. Blood had begun dripping from Adrian’s nose as he clutched his head, fighting to stay upright. His legs wavered, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.
Aurora, breathing hard in anger, marched toward them and snapped, “What on earth are you doing here? What brought you to our house?”
Still, Sam did not tear his eyes away from her. His glare carried nothing but the sting of betrayal—she had deceived him, made him a fool.
Before he could speak, a harsh sound caught their
