Leo tried offering simple, logical explanations, but Adam barely heard a word he said. The weight of the unknown was too heavy, too urgent to ignore or brush off. Adam couldn’t understand why she’d leave so suddenly without a single word of explanation.
Adam re-read all of Clara’s old text conversations again, going through every thread with obsessive, painstaking precision. A few short, vague messages caught his eye—lines mentioning “meeting soon,” “the same place,” “don’t worry about it.” They were harmless on their own, but now every single word felt ominous and loaded with hidden meaning. Had those messages been meant for someone else entirely?
