{ADAM}
I check my watch, it’s already 8:43 pm.
Maybe she just gave up. Maybe she really isn’t coming.
The damn thought sits in my gut like a heavy stone.
I look over at her silver laptop, sitting right there on the wooden table where I left it for her.
If she doesn’t show up tonight, I’ll have Six send it back to her first thing in the morning.
I can’t hold it for a whole week, no matter what I threatened; she needs it for her work, and starving her of her own dreams is a f*****g stupid way to win her back. It was a desperate, shitty thing to do.
I stand up and start pacing the length of the glass balcony, the city lights spread out beneath me like a carpet of fallen stars.
“s**t, should I just call her?” My hand f*****g itches to grab my phone.
My eyes drift to Six, standing
