I freeze in my spot, and he grab my wrist, his voice angry, “Why aren’t you saying anything now?”
I slowly turn around to look at him.
A part of me is screaming to tell him everything but Jason’s words are etched in my brain.
“I saw you there!” He growls, grabbing my upper arms and giving me a shake. I saw you sitting in his office! He was inches away from you!”
Is this another scheme? I wonder, dimly.
I must have been silent for too long because anger lights up Adam’s eyes, “Why aren’t you saying anything? If I hadn’t been passing by and seen you with my own eyes, would you have lied about-”
“Passing by?” I finally say, staring at him.
I feel nothing right now.
It’s like somebody has carved me out and there’s nothing left anymore.
“Let me guess,” I can’t even muster up a fake s
