Adrian
When Vivian finished speaking, the room felt strangely quiet.
For a moment I simply sat there, staring at her as if she had said something in a language I couldn't understand.
Then I turned and walked out.
I didn’t trust myself to say anything.
By the time I reached the car, my head was spinning.
I sat in the back seat, staring at nothing while Daniel drove. The city lights passed by the window in long streaks, but I barely registered them.
This wasn’t what I expected.
I had imagined dozens of possibilities.
Maybe Emily’s father had found out about us.
Maybe Nathan’s family suspected something.
Maybe Vivian had threatened her with some rumor or fabricated story.
All of those were things I could deal with.
Problems had solutions.
Scandals could be suppressed.
People co
