Elena’s POV
I waited until Adrian had his coffee in hand before approaching him. Morning light streamed through the kitchen windows and settled softly across his face. He looked tired in a way that suggested he had not slept well. A faint line sat between his brows, and his jaw was a little tighter than usual. For a moment, I wondered where he had been last night and why he came in so late, even though it was not really my place to ask.
There was a strange heaviness in my chest as I stepped closer, something between worry and hesitation. Finally, I broke the silence. “There is something I need to tell you, Adrian.”
He lifted his gaze from his phone. His expression shifted instantly, the way it always did whenever I said something serious. He straightened slightly, giving me his attenti
