Chapter 60
Darcy's POV
I stood in the doorway of Adrian's room, staring at what she was doing, the scene in front of me. shocking. Somehow, I expected it. I heard my name twice. So I entered to know why she called me.
The soft glow from the light filled the room. She sat on the bed. Startled.
Her hair was messed up like someone from war and her clothes straps slipped off her shoulders. Sweat on her face, her breath was unsteady.
And under that pillow, I spotted a torn magazine page. My photo.
Beside her, a small purple device told me everything about what I had just walked into.
My chest tightened."Were you... fantasizing about me?" I asked calmly. I closed her door and got closer to her.
Her face turned red. "No," she said quickly, her breath was not steady.
I held up the page.
