KATHERINE POV.
For two days, I’d been waiting for Adrian to call or text. But my phone stayed silent. My worry was growing, and I couldn't shake off the feeling that something was wrong.
Charlotte was up to something, too. She spent the entire day packing her things. She was so excited to go back to the UK and be with her dad.
I couldn’t help but feel a pang of sadness knowing that she wanted to leave. She was ignoring me, and I didn’t know how to reach out without pushing her away more.
I could hear her singing loudly, more than usual. It was a mix of defiance and joy, and it was clear she was excited about leaving.
I wanted to stay close to her, but if she wanted to be with her father, who was I to stop her? She was an adult, after all.
To distract myself, I decided to scroll thr
