Kelly
The tension in the house was suffocating. Adrian had been distant ever since Olivia’s arrival, and I couldn’t take it anymore. Every word Olivia said seemed to carry a hidden meaning, like she wanted me to know something but she wouldn’t just say it.
I found him in the kitchen, leaning against the counter with his phone in hand. He looked up as I walked in, his face guarded.
“Adrian,” I said, crossing my arms. “We need to talk. Now.”
He sighed, setting his phone down. “I figured this was coming.”
I stepped closer, my voice low but firm. “Why does Olivia seem to know more about your past than I do? What is this connection to Davis that she keeps hinting at?”
Adrian stiffened, his jaw tightening. “Kelly, it’s... complicated.”
“No,” I snapped, cutting him off. “It’s not
