RACHEL
I woke up with Adam beside me, his arms wrapped around me. I smiled. But when I remembered his ex-wife from last night, I quickly pushed him away. I suddenly felt a surge of annoyance.
“What the fvck?!” he shouted when I pushed him.
“Why are you here?” I asked him sulkily.
“I’m here because I want to be next to you,” he replied, holding his hip.
“Liar,” I whispered, unsure if he heard me.
“Baby, why are you mad? Sh*t, I think I broke a bone,” he said.
“Are you okay?” I asked him, suddenly feeling worried and guilty.
“I’m not okay,” he replied, as if there was a double meaning.
“I’m sorry,” I told him.
He was looking at me, so I frowned. His face was serious, and there was something different in his eyes.
“I’m going to take a shower—”
I was surprised when he suddenly pull
