Adriana's POV I woke up around 5am and started packing my things, knowing that I might have to face Draven in the morning and probably get caught up in the guilt again. It's not like I had a choice. I had to leave. I had to leave him and go back to Dexter, where I'll most likely be used a pawn to draw Draven in. The idea and their plan was too simple. Yet, it seems to be working every time. But not again. No, I wasn't going to let it happen again. I turned, still drawn in my own thoughts with a bunch of clothes in my hand when I noticed Draven standing behind me, making my heart rip right out of my chest and almost drop the clothes. "What are you doing." It wasn't like a question, but more like a demand. "Packing." I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "Your necklace," My heart dropped at those words. "Where is it?" "I-I took it off." "Why." "Because, just because. I didn't think you'd want me to wear it anymore, now that we aren't together. Besides, it wasn't anything s
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