What the hell was he doing here in Switzerland?
"Adrian," I whispered and my stomach churned so badly that I felt like throwing up. I didn't need this. I can't do it anymore.
He looked wrecked, a total mess and I felt my hands and feet going cold with fear. Something was not right. Something was definitely not right. And it scared me. It really really scared me. The turmoil, the fear that had been haunting me for so long hit me full force now. It felt so bad that I wanted run away from here. Far far away. Because I knew something was going to happen tonight. Something that will destroy everything.
"What are you doing here?" I repeated but he kept staring at me with his dark grim eyes, saying nothing.
"What is this?" He whispered after an eternity of silence and held up a flimsy pie
