ADRIEN'S POV
What the hell did I just do?
I shouldn't have left her.
I drove as fast as I could down the road, my eyes focused on the wet smear of taillights and street lamps in front of me, but I couldn't concentrate on anything but her face.
The way her expression shattered when I said those words.
When I called her a gold digger.
God.
I held the steering wheel so tight my fingers felt numb.
Why did I say that?
I knew it wasn't true—not really. Not deep down. But I said it anyway, like I was trying to hurt her. Like I wanted to rip something open.
She looked at me like I wasn't even human.
she just looked… destroyed. Like I'd confirmed her worst fear. Like I'd taken something already fragile and stomped on it with everything I had.
Then the sky cracked open above me. It started with a low rumble, but then rain fell—heavy and sudden—across the windshield faster than the wipers could work. I cursed under my breath.
