Adam looked at her with a complex expression before leaning his neck back on the edge of the cushion and staring at the ceiling in resignation.

"I didn't want you to worry…"

"Well, it's a little late for that now." Ann snapped, crossing her arms in front of her.

"Ann, be realistic, we've barely had time to breathe with everything that was going on.."

"I don't care, Adam… what happened? Why won't you tell me?"

Adam lowered his chin again and reached for her arms, pulling them apart and taking hold of her hands with his.

"I guess it's more important now that we know the full details of NArcissa's...