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Chapter 16: His 7 PM Appointment

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ADRIAN'S POV

Two days. Two days since I last heard from him, two days spent staring at my phone like it was a crystal ball capable of predicting his call. Finally, Thursday afternoon, freedom was within reach. I was practically vibrating with anticipation, already halfway packed, when my phone buzzed. Damien. My heart leaped.

Of course, he was calling to ask me to pick him up. He’d be landing tonight, back from that soul-crushingly seminar in France. I answered the call with an enthusiasm I hadn't realized I was capable of.

"Damien! Took you long enough! Finally decided to call, huh? I was starting to think you forgot my number." I even managed a playful laugh. My mind was already racing, picturing the look on his face when he saw me waiting at the gate.

The silence that followed was a punch to the gut.

"Adrian," he said, his voice a smooth baritone that usually sent shivers down my spine. Now, it just felt like a prelude to disaster. "Listen, something came up. I need to extend my st
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