I stood there, staring at Adam, and I could see how nervous he was in front of me. He didn't even know what to say. But that might have been due to my reaction this morning. I didn't think there was anything he could say to make up for what he had done to me.
“Can we sit down or something?” he finally asked.
I sat in one of the chairs while he took the other, and I lit a cigarette.
“I don't understand why you're here, Adam. It was good while it lasted, but now it's over,” I said.
“Nothing happened with Giselle. I didn’t even know she was in my house this morning,” Adam replied.
“You really expect me to believe that?” I asked.
“No, I don’t. Because Giselle is a manipulative b***h, and she knows exactly what she’s doing. If she wants something, she won’t stop until she gets it,” Adam
