Elsa
A week had passed since Adam claimed me, and although I had thought that this would bring him some peace, he had been restless. Night after night, I would wake up to find him lost in his thoughts, the weight of Stephanie’s betrayal hanging heavy over him. I could tell he was trying to pretend he was fine, but I knew better. His silence, his sleepless nights, told a different story.
Finally, I decided to confront him, but I wanted to do it when I knew he was awake. That night, I pretended to fall asleep as usual, though staying awake with my eyes shut was harder than I anticipated.
The things we do for love, I thought with a sigh. I waited, letting him stew in his thoughts for about thirty minutes before I stirred and pretended to wake up.
I got up to grab a bottle of water from t
