Adrian’s POV
The morning sun crept through the blinds, lighting up the room in a soft golden hue. I sat by the window, watching the city slowly wake up. The night before still lingered in my chest, Soren’s apology, the quiet way his voice broke when he said together.
It should’ve made me feel better. But instead, it made my heart ache more.
He finally trusted me, yet everything between us still felt fragile — like glass waiting for one wrong move to shatter again.
I rubbed my temples and sighed. The stress of the last few days was catching up with me. The leak, the accusations, the tension with Soren , it had all drained me. But despite the chaos, one thing was clear now. Nathan wasn’t done with us.
I picked up my phone and scrolled through the notifications. Missed calls from friends
