Reagan
I slam the door of the bedroom behind me, with the loud sound resonating through the whole house. But I could care less. Storming downstairs, I see everyone present in the kitchen for dinner, Lexi, Danny, Adrian, Janet, even Joanna. Their heads whip to me in confusion as I walk in.
Muttering for Joanna to go clean the mess in my room, I ignore everyone's questioning gaze as I head for the elevator. Adrian is already beside me with his usual poker face on and his suit that always seems to look flawless.
Like a dog to its master, Adrian always remains by my side whenever I step out of my home, even when I don't want him to. It's sometimes infuriating, but I've learned to live with it.
He doesn't ask what's wrong with me, though, as he probably already has an inkling since I came
