Lucy barely felt the cold morning air, as Adrian dragged her to the administrative courtyard. His grip on her upper arm was extremely tight, his fingers digging into the soft skin just above where her bruise was starting to turn yellow. Zoe followed a few paces behind, pretending to be worried.
"Adrian, maybe we should just go to brunch first?" Zoe suggested, her voice breathless. "Everyone is looking. You’re making such a scene, and Lucy is clearly terrified. Maybe there’s a simple explanation we haven't thought of yet."
"The explanation is that she’s a liar," Adrian snapped, not even turning his head. He pulled Lucy to a stop in front of the main security office near the campus gates.
He threw the leather jacket onto the counter with a heavy thud. The gray-haired guard inside looked
