All Chapters of SHATTERED MELODIES : Chapter 1 - Chapter 5

Adrian's POVThe cafe buzzed as I opened the glass doors, but nothing else came in. Just the buzzing in my head, the gruff sound of my manager's voice in his phone call: We need to talk. No music, no laughter, no clinking glasses. Now. Slouching over in the booth in the corner, his phone in his ear, his suit jacket still on, his tie loose, he could not be ignored.He wasn't himself. The nervous drumming of his fingers on the top of the table took the place of the assured authority that preceded him wherever he went. "Yes. I heard it." He spoke in a rough, tight tone, and I saw something that made my feet lock as his snapped up and banged into mine: concern. Harsh, unforgiving concern. What's that all about?" He waved his hand hastily, slammed the telephone down on the desk, and hung it up. "Sit."It constricted tighter around my chest. I sat in my chair, slick-hands, attempting to find normalcy in my voice. "What's wrong?"He just stood there for a moment, quietly staring at me as if

Adrian's POVThe chill in the air was metallic, cold, as I walked out of the holding cell. Two officers accompanied me, their arms pinning mine as if I would suddenly fly away, although my legs weighed far too much for me to carry myself anywhere. My throat ached with restraint, my voice still absent, and each movement caused the recollection of the scars cutting across my face. It had been only days ago that the attack, and now the world desired for me to be buried under a different type of wreckage.As the courthouse doors opened, flashes erupted like a storm. There were reporters pushing forward, their microphones held out for me to answer them."Adrian, was it true you were dealing drugs?""Did you steal music from Marcus Hale?""Were you ever actually married to Ethan Cross?The last question cut the deepest. My heart pounded so hard I almost stumbled. They didn't know. Not really. But they suspected.And then, as if fate wanted to twist the knife, a black car pulled up. The crow