I turned, my heart stopping as my eyes met Adrian’s father’s. He stood a few feet away, his tall frame clad in a fitted athletic jacket and joggers. His expression was equal parts curious and authoritative, his piercing blue eyes narrowing slightly as he looked at us.
“What’s going on here?”
Adrian’s father asked, his powerful frame filling the hallway with an air of authority. The resemblance between father and son was always striking, and I immediately recognized him from my last visit to their home all those years ago.
At first, he didn’t seem to recognize me. His gaze swept over me indifferently, but then something clicked. His eyes narrowed, and his lips pressed into a thin line. “You,” he said sharply. “What are you doing here?”
I swallowed hard, my heart pounding in my chest. Th
