FREYA'S POV
The security guard at the front desk looks up when I burst through the doors. He recognizes me, I can tell. He just nods and waves me through without asking questions. Probably seen this before. Probably seen other idiots run from Adrian and come crawling back.
The elevator ride up takes forever. I catch my reflection in the polished doors and wince. My hair is a complete disaster. My face is so pale I look like a ghost. My eyes are wild and red from crying.
I look completely insane.
I feel completely insane.
What if he doesn't want me anymore? What if I pushed too far this time? What if
The doors slide open.
The penthouse is so dark. So quiet. It feels empty but I know he is here. I can feel him somehow.
"Adrian?" My voice comes out cracked and small and terrified.
No
