Chapter 15 Adrian's Debt

• The morning dawned gray, the kind of colorless light that turned even beauty into something dull. Elena sat at the kitchen counter, staring blankly into her untouched coffee. The mansion was too quiet and the silence had begun to feel like punishment.
• Her phone vibrated against the marble surface. The screen lit up with Adrian’s name. Relief fluttered briefly through her, quickly replaced by dread. She hadn’t heard from him in weeks.
• “Adrian?” she answered, heart pounding.