LILYA’S POV
The sun hung lazily in the sky as I sat in the cozy embrace of our home. A sense of unease had settled within me, and I couldn't shake it. Then, the door swung open, and there stood Adrian, his arms outstretched for a quick embrace. I allowed myself to be enveloped, but I didn't return the hug.
"I missed you," he murmured, his voice soft.
I pulled away, my reluctance impossible to hide. "How was your trip?"
Adrian's brow furrowed as he studied my face. "Lilya, something's not right. We should talk about it before we dive into everything else."
I sighed, feeling the tension build between us. "I decided to go into town," I admitted, not meeting his eyes.
His gaze sharpened, concern etched into his features. "What happened?"
"I saw a picture in your room," I replied, my voi
