Kira’s POV
I stared at the phone like it had personally betrayed me. Adrian’s voice…warm, eager, that stupid golden-retriever energy…still echoed in my head.
“Wherever you go, that’s where I’ll be.”
The line went dead as soon as he was done talking. He’d hung up on me.
I’d been mid-outburst, ready to unleash a full tirade… “You’re not coming! This is my trip, my friend’s funeral, my one chance to breathe without your overbearing ass hovering!” and he’d already ended the call. I’d been yelling at nothing.
My face burned. “Are you kidding me?!” I screamed into the silent phone anyway, voice cracking. “You don’t get to just drop that and hang up, you controlling psycho!”
Victoria jumped, eyes wide like she’d witnessed a murder.
“What?” I said to her sharply.
“Nothing, your highness.
