Vincent hadn't even gotten a word out before a hoarse voice tore through the air behind us. "Summer. You can't be with him!"
Adrian stood under the streetlamp a short distance away, his eyes rimmed bright red.
He stared at me, and then his gaze dropped to where my fingers were laced through Vincent's, and he charged at us.
Vincent stepped in front of me in a single motion and blocked him. His voice went cold. "Adrian, I looked into your story. Aren't you working in some restaurant now? What exactly are you doing here?"
Adrian ignored him completely. He looked past Vincent and found my eyes, and his expression crumpled into something desperate and pathetic. "Summer, I can rebuild everything. Just wait for me, okay? We can start over. We can still start over."
A cold breath of a laugh e
