I blinked, the room spinning slightly. “What did you say?” 

Adrian nodded. “Genevieve is the anonymous mailer. That’s what we were fighting about today in the lot.” He exhaled harshly, dragging a hand through his hair. “She found out. And then she—” His voice faltered. “She broke up with me.” 

I stood there, frozen, every nerve in my body ringing with shock. I slowly went back to Alexander and sat down beside him. Adrian sank into the couch opposite us, his hands ...