It had been four days now since Adrian left. I hadn’t received a single call from him. I started getting worried when all my calls went unanswered and my texts unread. I tried to tell myself that it was no big deal, that he must’ve been busy, considering he was in London but I couldn’t shake the feeling that something terribly wrong was about to take place. Still, I tried my best to distract my heart. I had continuous meetings so that helped a little. But then I saw some posts on the social media after he left that brought a flicker of doubt within me.It wasn’t anything unusual, really, if anyone else were to look at it. The paps had spotted him around his office. He was in his regular office clothes, looking handsome as ever. Then there was another random post the next. He was spotted in his club, Red Diamonds, the same club where I met him on the very first night after our first meeting, on Allie’s birthday. In the photo, he was with
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