Engulfed in comfortable warmth, darkness was slowly consuming Adrian when suddenly he heard someone sniff.
Knitting his brows in confusion, he tried to focus on the sound as it grew a little louder.
'Someone is crying' he thought and slowly went on opening his eyes.
"Clara?" he mumbled in his raspy voice as he stared at the girl sitting on the ground next to his bed. Her arms wrapped around her knees, her face buried. Her shoulder trembled with every sniff she took.
Confused by her behavior, Adrian quickly jerk off the duvet from his body and climbed down the bed falling next to her.
"Clara, What happened?" he asked feeling uneasy with the way she was silently crying.
He was about to reach his hand to touch her when his eyes caught the sight of his room and his frown deepened. Slowly turning his eyes toward the girl cluelessly, he was about to touch her when Clara lifted her head staring at him with her bloodshot eyes.
