~Astrid~

 After spending a few days in New York, we finally returned to Seattle, and boy, were things awkward.

 Adrian had completely shut down after I spent a ridiculous amount on shopping. Strangely, the thought of him being pissed off brought me a twisted sense of satisfaction.

 When the car finally stopped in the garage, Adrian stepped out, adjusting his collar with that stiff, controlled air he always had. I stared at my phone for a second before climbing out too.

 "I'm going out," I ...