Akermisia Miller Adam used drugs. That’s the first thing I see in the article written about him. Then there are references to a car accident he was involved in. The accident caused the death of a girl and left him in a coma, but because of who he was, everything was covered up by his father, Andrés. All of his negligence, his involvement with gangs and illegal street races, with drugs and alcohol. How could he have been so reckless? I couldn’t believe it. I couldn’t comprehend just how troubled Adam really was. I’d always had an idea of who he was, but I never knew the true extent of his limits. My blood runs cold, and I need a moment to process everything. Across from me, Collins waits patiently for me to speak again, though I’m so focused on reading the article on my phone that I can’t

