"Adrian?" I called out quietly.
"Is that you?" I breathed, and my hands lifted shakily to cup his cheeks in my hands.
He stared down unblinkingly at me, not having any reaction on his face.
"It's you." I whispered shakily as I brushed my thumb over his cheek.
He cocked his head to the side, staring at me strangely.
"Seraphina." He called in a clipped tone, before stepping back and away from me. A frown took over my face at his strange behaviour. He never called me Seraphina, why now? Did I do something wrong? Do I smell bad? I couldn't help but sniff at my clothes but they didn't smell bad. What was wrong then?
"Take me to the Inn you're staying at."
I scoffed, feeling the anger within me grow.
"We haven't seen nor heard from each other for almost three weeks, and then when we finally do, you act like it didn't mean anything to you." I glared hard at him.
