CHAPTER TEN
ADRIAN'S Pov
When I woke up, the first thing I saw was sunlight spilling through the curtains and the faint smell of coffee drifting through the air.
For a moment, I forgot where I was. The couch beneath me felt too soft, the blanket too heavy, the air too cold and clean to be home. Then it hit me, this wasn’t my apartment. This was his penthouse.
Soren Knight’s.
And I was still married to him.
I groaned quietly, pressing a hand to my forehead. My body ached from sleeping on the couch, and my mind ached from trying to make sense of this entire mess. I hadn’t meant to fall asleep here, but he’d been quiet last night, distant, like he always was, and somehow the silence felt safer than my thoughts.
I sat up, rubbing my eyes. The TV was still on, low volume, looping the cr
