The next day, Eve was cooking dinner, and a knock came at the door. As she reached the front door of the condo, she found Adam with his head down rubbing his face. When he lifted his head, she saw he had a black eye and a cut over his eyebrow. She ran to the door, throwing it open.
"Oh, God! Adam, are you all right? What happened? I've tried messaging you all day." She pulled him inside.
Once the door was closed, he fell into her arms.
"I'm so sorry, Eve. I ruined everything last night. I should have been with you. Not ditched you off on Greg. Can you please forgive me? I really need someone to talk to right now."
She pulled him to the couch. "Adam, honey. What happened to your face?"
