Without another word, Matteo turned and walked toward his car, leaving Adrian standing there alone…
Adrian stood in the quiet parking lot for a long moment, the engine of his waiting car humming softly, almost in sync with his racing heart. He couldn't go home, not to that big, silent mansion where the walls only echoed his thoughts.
"To Charles's house," Adrian said as he got into the car.
When he reached the house and rang the bell, Charles opened the door, clearly surprised. It was late, and Adrian rarely went out at night.
"Adrian? What are you doing here this late?" Charles asked, stepping aside. "Come in, man."
Adrian walked inside and sank onto the sofa, staring blankly at the wall. He didn't say a word, even after Charles handed him a drink. He just sat there, the ice in his glass melting until Charles finally sat across from him.
"Okay, talk to me," Charles said gently. "Is everything okay? You're acting weird."
