KATHERINE POV.
The sun had barely set, and I was already pacing around the living room, my phone clutched in my hand as I dialed Adrian's number for the third time that evening.
He’d been distant the past few days—quieter, more reserved. I knew something was off, but every time I asked him about it, he just brushed it off.
I couldn’t shake the feeling that Max was behind it, planting seeds of doubt in Adrian’s mind.
Max had a way of getting under people’s skin without them realizing it, and it frustrated me beyond words that Adrian wasn’t seeing it.
Finally, Adrian picked up.
“Hey, you,” he said, his voice sounding slightly strained. “What’s up?”
I smiled despite my frustration, trying to keep the conversation light for now. “Nothing much, just making sure you’re still alive. You
