Tenacity had taken that man from me.
Without a doubt, Cassie was right. Adam was dealing with some serious trauma. What had happened changed him. And Angel was right, too. There was no point clinging to a man who’d made it very clear we were done. Yet, I knew I was right, too. Adam did still love me. Why else would he demand Tor keep his promise to protect me after telling me we were through?
* * *
“Adam said not to come back,”Tor said, striding beside me.
“Yeah, Adam’s been talking a lot of crap lately.”
Tor stepped in front of me and gently clasped my arms to prevent a collision.
“No, June. He will hurt your heart again.” He wrapped his arms around me, his heart thudding hard under his ribs as he pressed my head to the base of his sternum. “Let Adam be stupid. No more crying.”
I sighed and patted Tor’s back before extracting myself.
“I won’t cry anymore.”
His gaze swept over my face, and I clearly saw the doubt in his expression.
“I promise I won’t cry again.”
“You hurt my heart when you cry.”
Why couldn’t Adam be that sweet?
I offered Tor a sad smile.
“I’m sorry I cried so much. It takes time to understand why things happen. I think I now understand why Adam told me he didn’t want me anymore. I also think he still plans on going to the caves with Uan. I want to talk to him before that happens. If I don’t, I might have a lot of regrets that will haunt me for the rest of my life.”
He considered me for a long moment before stepping aside.
“If Adam makes you cry again, more than his leg will need healing.”
“You know what? Maybe I should talk to Adam alone.”
Tor grunted but continued up the walkway with me. Brog opened the door on the second knock.
“Adam is busy, June. He said—”
I stepped around him like last time and strode into the living room. Adam was on the couch this time. He still held a controller in his hand, though. I plucked it from his grasp and tossed it across the room.
“Hey, you can’t buy those anymore,” he said, scowling at me.
Despite my sore legs, I knelt beside him so we were close to eye level.
“Uan’s leaving soon. Two or three days tops.”
Adam’s expression became shuttered.
“I know.”
“And you’re still going?”
“I am.”
“I hope it works for you, Adam. I really do. I’m not going to sit here waiting for you while you’re gone. That was the whole point of the break-up, right?”
He swallowed hard.