Chapter 41
Samantha's POV
"Adams," I called when I arrived at his house. He was sitting outside, waiting. He looked really down, and it got me worried. "Is everything all right, what's so important..." I paused, seeing the box in his hand. "What's that?" I asked as my brain began to form dots immediately. He stood up and moved closer to me, handing the box to me. I looked down at the box and back at Adams.
"Isn't this... the box with the letter you wrote about a lover?" I asked, even though I was starting to dismiss the idea. Adams smiled sadly, then he placed his hand on my shoulder.
"No, it's not, Samantha." My heart plummeted instantly.
"If it's not then..." My lips quivered as I tried to get the words out of my mouth.
He nodded, his expression full of guilt now. "You were right,
