A very difficult request

ADAM’S POV  

My knuckles gripped the steering wheel tightly until they whitened from the pressure. I watched my mother’s car drive up ahead, gritting my teeth in anger. 

The scene at the hotel had replayed in my head a gazillion times. I could see it all again, all the anger written all over my mother’s face. I could see the pain in Eve’s eyes when she had slapped her. A growl slipped from my lips at the memory and I slammed my hand on the steering wheel in anger.

I had just stood there and watched it happen! I should have done something. I should have foresaw that and protected Eve. Fuck! She had looked so abandoned, so deserted. I hated that. I wanted to be there for her. I wanted to be the one person she could rely on. I wanted to take care of her dammit!

Turn around, my mind urged. Just fucking turn around and go back to her. She was probably still on the floor in the liv