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“I know. She only has …”
My ringtone shut him up. I stared, wide-eyed, at my phone. Why was Vina calling me so late? I knew I was already busted.
I shut my eyes and wished I could disappear. I cursed mentally and looked down at my phone.
I rejected the call and tried to pretend I was coming downstairs, but luck wasn’t on my side. I missed a step, falling on the stairs, making a loud noise.
“Chloe?”
CHAPTER13
D-DAY
“Chloe?”
I swallowed the dryness in my throat before looking at Adrian, who stood at the foot of the stairs. My heart squeezed like I was about to be hanged. Tristan came rushing and stood beside him. He looked angry. He gave me a prolonged look with his jaw slightly hardened and his eyebrows creased together in an annoyed expression.
He shook his head and walked up the stairs. I thought he was coming to help me, but all I received was a grueling glare as he walked past me. I refrained myself from grabbing his leg and pulling him down. What a scene that would be.
I looked at Adrian’s worrisome face as Tristan slammed the door, which left my ears ringing.
“I was on my way to the kitchen for a bottle of water. Clumsy me missed a step,” I said, laughing humorlessly at myself. “When did you get here? I didn’t expect anyone to be up at this time.” I continued with my act. Someone should hand me an Oscar.
Adrian had a smile on his face. A knowing smile that told me he knew I had been eavesdropping on their conversation. At least he didn’t look pissed, like Tristan.
“Can you stand?” he asked, resting half of his weight on the railing. He was still wearing the same clothes from our conversation on the phone, which had ended quicker than I expected.
“I will try.” I tried to stand, but my ankle wouldn’t let me.
“That’s a no then.” He walked up to me.
My feet fluttered as his hands wrapped behind my knees. He picked me up and took me downstairs. He gently put me down on the sofa, squatting in front of me.
“Which ankle hurts?” he asked, looking up at me.
“This one.” I moved my left leg to show him.
He wrapped his callous fingers around my ankle and gave it a squeeze. I yelped in pain and tried to pull my ankle away, but he held me tightly.
“Relax,” he said, smiling. He massaged the spot softly. “How much did you hear?”
“I was only there for five seconds before my phone blew my cover.”
He laughed softly. “So, you didn’t understand anything we were saying?”
“No, I was trying to put the words together, but it made me more confused. I think I got a headache from all my effort.” I sighed.
“I know,” he said with a warm smile and stared at me as if he had more to say.
“Are you still hoping to get back with your ex?” he asked.
“No, I have decided to close that chapter and move on. My best friend was right. He tossed me out of his life like I was a stranger to him. It didn’t take me long to realize how dumb I was, hoping to talk things out with him,” I said, staring at my short fingers.
“I’m really sorry for everything,” he said in a soft tone.
I glanced at him and looked away, not sure of what to say.
“Why is he mean toward me? I didn’t ask for any of this,” I said, getting angry.
