The next morning, I went through my normal routine that had come to be my life every day. Adrian was out pretty early, I had seen him walk out of the room very early this morning but was too upset to indulge him.
Despite our problems for some reason, he kissed my forehead as he left this morning. He always did that whenever he had to eave and I was sleeping. The fact that he continued the gesture even after our argument, should have been enough reason for me to let go of my doubts, but I couldn't. I would not until he decided to stop being stubborn and tell me what was going on.
Breakfast was already done and concluded when I got downstairs, a fact I was thankful for given my mood. I walked to the kitchen, hoping to get an apple before going to keep working on my projects at the art stu
