Anna's POV.

　　"Oh, you are still in love with Elena!" I exclaimed, my voice rising in anger.

　　Adams eyes flashed with irritation, and he asked, "Are you mad?"

　　I shot back, "You're the mad one, obviously!" He shook his head, "Anna, please, I don't have time for this." He tried to walk away, but I grabbed his arm, pulling him back.

　　"Now you don't have time for this, suddenly?" I spat, my voice trembling with rage. "Because it's not Elena ...