Alicia’s POV
“Adrian…” I breathe, unable to believe what I’m seeing. How did Adrian find me here? “What are you doing here?”
This isn’t the same Adrian I last saw a few days ago. No, this is an Adrian I have never seen before. His shaggy hair is limp, messy, and falling over his eyes, mostly shielding them. His five o’clock shadow is more grown out and unkempt than usual, and his tan skin appears paler in color as if he hasn’t slept in days.
What has happened in the past few days since I left? He looks like a mess.
My heart races in my chest as Adrian walks closer to me. I forget that John is beside me watching the entire interaction and that we’re in line to get into a bar to have drinks. All rational thought goes out the window as Adrian stops a few feet away from me, his eyes glowing under the moonlight.
“I came to see you,” Adrian simply says, never taking his eyes off me.
