"When are you coming home?" I asked Adam. We were sitting on the long sofa he had in his office with his head in my lap. He looked up at me and said: "when that b***h leaves our apartment,"
"C' mon she needs a place to stay," I said, defending Spencer once again. She always seems to be putting me in a position where I had no choice but to protect her.
"Why are you always on her side?" He asked, sitting up and looking at me straight in the eye. "She is my friend Adam. I care about her," I told him.
He sighed, getting up off the sofa and went to stand in front of the big window in his office. It gave him access to see the whole city and I can only imagine how beautiful it would look at night.
He didn't say anything for a while, just looked out the window, and that's when I realized I had
