“Adrian! Do you think I’m playing?!” Leviana’s voice rose, cutting through the silence of Adrian’s living room that night.

Adrian rubbed his face roughly, pacing back and forth. “Leviana, I’m exhausted… don’t start this now. I just got home from the office.”

“Exhausted?” Leviana sneered, folding her arms. “You still love Deviana, don’t you? That’s why you can’t answer me honestly.”

Before Adrian could reply, his phone rang. Vanessa’s name blinked on the screen.

Leviana looked on with contempt. “Answer it. I bet that fragile woman is whining again, begging you to rescue her.”

Adrian hesitated, then swiped to pick up. “Hello?”

Vanessa’s voice was panicked and thin, dripping with...