Adina”s POV

I was starting to really freak out, seriously considering slipping on my shoes and heading out the door to go search for him when he finally walked back into the room. The moment I saw him, a wave of relief washed over me, but then it quickly flipped over. His expression was far from joyful.

In fact, it looked like he’d just bitten into a sour lemon.

Not even a hint of a smile.

“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked, my voice edged with concern and curiosity.

He took his ...