"I'm such an i***t," Adrianna muttered, covering her face with her palms.
She was sitting with her back against the wall and her phone rang by her side. It was from Thomas. She was certain she knew what he would say to her.
Right now, she was being cold and she knew that as well.
Why the hell did she spurt out those words without thought of the consequences?
What was worse? She didn't know if the words that came out of her mouth were from her heart or deep-rooted empathy or sympathy.
Why did she have to find the box under Thomas's bed anyway?
That's right, the box!
Adrianna went back to Thomas's main office, grabbing the box and folding the letters the same way she met them. She closed the box when she was done and locked it. Then she started the process she dreaded the most. She l
