Elsa
“Don’t forget me, Elsa,” Adam’s voice was soft, almost pleading, and it broke my heart into a thousand pieces that he would even think such a thing. How could he ever believe I could forget him?
“I could never forget you,” I said firmly, my voice filled with conviction. “Claire could never forget Razor. I will wait for you, Adam. I will work against him from the inside to speed things up. You will come for me, and we’ll be together again.” I looked at him, hoping he could see the promise in my eyes, but there was still a sadness in his gaze that tore at my soul.
He smiled, but it was a smile full of pain, the kind that only comes when you’re trying to be strong for someone else.
“Lucas is very charming,” he said quietly, his voice laced with insecurity.
“Something I lack. That’
