Adam's P.O.V.
“I have been searching for you all afternoon,” I confessed to her, my eyes locking onto hers. Jenna’s expression softened at my statement, and surprisingly, she reached out and touched my hand as if she wanted to apologize that I hadn’t been able to find her any sooner.
“I’m sorry,” she told me before she swallowed deeply.
“I was at Anderson’s Construction almost the entire afternoon for an emergency meeting with the staff.” She added before she looked away from me again. Which made a lump form in my throat that I absolutely hated, because what on earth could be so bad that she needed to look away from me when she would tell me this?
“I…” She sighed, pressing her lips into a thin line, while I braced myself for impact.
“I decided to sell my uncle’s company.” She nodded,
