Nicole’s POV
I didn’t even plan it.
One minute I was standing outside, watching Liam’s car disappear down the street, telling myself to breathe and calm down. The next minute, I was turning back toward the house, my steps fast and angry, my heart pounding too hard in my chest.
I pushed the door open.
Adrian was still in the living room.
He stood near the window now, one hand in his pocket. He looked calm like nothing had just happened. That alone made my anger spike.
“So,” I said sharply, my voice cutting through the quiet.
He turned.
His eyes met mine. “You didn’t leave.”
“No,” I snapped. “Because I need answers.”
He said nothing.
That irritated me even more.
I walked closer, stopping a few steps away from him. “What did you tell Liam?”
His brow creased slightly. “Excuse me?
