Adrian’s pov.
The walls of the hotel room felt like they were closing in on me. It was strange, sitting here, knowing that I had walked away from everything.
Everything I had built, everything I thought I wanted—it was all gone. My father had made sure of that.
Just as he promised, he froze my accounts and took back the properties under his name.
I couldn’t say I was surprised. It was the price I had to pay for choosing Katherine over the life he planned for me.
But, honestly, I didn’t care. I still had my own investments, my own path. I didn’t need him, or his money, or his control.
I will expose the fact that I was AD arts and I would do the thing I've always loved to do. I knew I could never go broke.
But what I did need—what was eating me alive—was Katherine. She hadn’t spok
