Chapter 21

~Charlotte

I could feel the heat rushing to my face as Adam's eyes met mine. I felt vulnerable and exposed, like he could see right through me, just like our time together in Madrid.

And then, he looked away, his face turning red. "Oh, sorry," he said, his voice faltering. "I didn't know you were in here."

I felt a sense of relief wash over me, but it was mixed with a tinge of disappointment.

I had hoped for something more, some sign that Adam felt the same way I feel

Ever since our trip to Madrid, I couldn't seem to get Adam out of my head. Is it because he's no longer in the wheelchair, or did the trip mess with my mind?

"Can we talk?" I asked, my voice shaking slightly. "I want to know what happened. I want to know why you left, what happened that night .And I want to know about Ephraim."

I could see Adam tense up, his jaw tightening. He looked away, his eyes hard. "You don't need to know anything," he said, his voice cold. "It's none of your business, our marriage is fake, and I