The door slammed behind us.Adam released my wrist at once, but I still pulled it against my chest and rubbed the place where his fingers had been. The room was small, four concrete walls, a metal table, and one chair. The noise from the fight dulled behind the door.He stood with his back to me, one hand braced against the wall. His shoulders rose and fell hard. Sweat ran down his back. Blood had dried along his ribs, and a fresh line slipped from his eyebrow to his cheek.I stared at him and the room disappeared. His hands around my throat. My lungs refusing to work. His face above mine, empty and asleep. I stepped back until my spine hit the door.Adam turned at the sound. His eyes found me and stopped.He looked awful. His eyes were red, his hair damp and pushed back. He opened his mouth, then looked down at my hand pressed over my throat. Something tightened in his face.“Are you okay?”I almost laughed. It came out as a thin breath instead. “You dragged me into a room, and that’
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