"Why?"
"No reason." Victoria let out a contemptuous laugh. "You crossed the wrong person."
With that, she hung up.
Brittany's grip on her phone tightened until her knuckles turned white.
She knew this was Leo's doing.
Her breathing slowly steadied.
She drifted off to sleep.
Adrian gently placed her hand back under the blanket, then sat down in the chair beside her bed.
He watched her in silence. Her face was pale, lips dry, and faint tear stains lingered at the corners of her eyes.
His chest tightened, as if an invisible hand was squeezing his heart. A sharp, persistent ache.
He reached out, wanting to smooth the crease between her brows. But just as his fingers brushed against her skin, he stopped.
He didn't want to wake her. He didn't want to disturb the fragile pea
