Chapter 30

Jenna’s P.O.V.

The dark skies outside almost made it seem as if it was late at night instead of late afternoon, casting a silvery glow into Adam’s office from the one small window that he had. The tapping of the drops against the window mimicked the fluttering of my heart, caught in a dance of anticipation and bittersweet nostalgia. Destiny had a curious way of folding time, bringing forth fragments of the past that were best left undisturbed.

Adam stood before me, his presence a blend of strength and vulnerability that tugged at my heartstrings. His stormy brown eyes bored into mine, and I could sense a whirlwind of emotions swirling beneath the surface. There was a hint of nervousness in the corner of his lips, a vulnerability that made my heart ache for him. As his lips came closer, my breath hitched, and my fingers tightened around the fabric of his shirt. A small second ago, I had lifted my hands and laid them on his chest with every inte