CHAPTER 414

ADAM’S POV

The aftermath of last night still lingers heavily in my mind, a blur of emotions and poor decisions. I lost control, and before I knew it, I was at the bar, drowning myself in drinks I knew I’d regret. It's embarrassing, no doubt, but even in my most reckless moment, there was one glimmer of something real—when they called Aria, she came for me. That alone speaks volumes, more than I can even begin to process. Despite everything we've been through, the distance, the unresolved tension, she still showed up.

I don’t remember much of what happened after she arrived, the alcohol warping my memory and leaving gaps where key moments should be. But somehow, in the haze of it all, we ended up back in bed together. It felt surreal, like something that shouldn’t have happened but also like something that was inevitable. The details escape me, blurred by the fog of intoxication, but I know we reconnected, even if just for a fleeting moment.

Waking up beside her this morning felt stran