Adrian's hands dropped weakly to his sides. He didn't even notice the roses slipping from his grasp.
He had his assistant send him Anya's apartment address. When he arrived downstairs, he saw her and a young man walking back from the supermarket, their arms linked. They were laughing as they went upstairs together.
His chest twisted in pain so intense he could barely breathe; but he didn't even dare call her name. He couldn't help but wonder: when he had once left with Livia in his arms, had Anya felt this same kind of heartbreak?
After a long silence, he took out his phone and used a new number to text Anya.
Adrain: Ani, I'm at Arcland. I want to see you. I know I've done many things wrong. I don't ask for your forgiveness. I just want to know how you're doing. Can we meet?
He sent i
