Chapter 7

• ADAM
• “I disagree.”
• Demi shook her head as she poured whiskey in my glass. “You can’t let his happen again, Adam. You are very aware of our history.” She sat on the barstool next to me at a cautious distance. “Back then, I felt so helpless. Imagine when you look at the clock and it’s been hours in just a blink of an eye. Sometimes I wake up finding myself in another location or talking to a person I didn’t know and without having an idea what I’ve been up to. But I am thankful you and Henry didn’t give up on me.”