However, things just got better when his colleagues laughed at my appearance and Adrian did not even try to stop them. To top it off, he told me never to come to his office again because, in his words, I was an embarrassment.
"Are you feeling better now?" I rubbed my eyes. "We might be out of medicine, though. Maybe you can grab some yourself."
Adrian was speechless, then frustration boiled over. He grabbed my arm and shouted, "Madeline, how long are you going to keep fighting with me about Sophie? I told you, there's nothing between her and me!"
"Oh, okay," I said, my calm a stark contrast to his anger.
In a fit of rage, Adrian slammed the door and left. The silence that followed was liberating.
Part 4
Days bled into each other. After leaving, Adrian did not go home for several days and I did not bother to ask where he went.
On the third day, my phone screen flickered with a message from him. He said that he was on a business trip and shared his location.
[Okay, stay safe,] I typed. A sardonic chuckle escaped my lips.