Adrian
I push off and away from the counter, fists balled at my side. My eyes focus on Stella and the man who holds her, whispering into her ear. I huff and my nostrils flare.
“Adrian? Where are you going?” Clara calls out from behind but I don’t turn around, instead continuing to walk towards Stella.
She fires the gun twice, a big smile on her face. She turns to look at the man but when her eyes land on me, her smile fades. Her arms drop and she places the gun on the counter, hands on her hips. The man turns to look at me and a surge of anger overtakes my body when the smile on his face turns smug before vanishing.
“Stella,” I turn my attention to her once I’m close, “what are you doing here?”
Stella raises an eyebrow at me. She picks up the gun from the counter and gently shakes it
