“No,” I answer immediately. “I didn’t.”
"Not even a suspicion?” he presses.
“No,” I repeat, frustration rising. “Why would I lie about that?”
“I want to believe you, but…”
“But what?” I insist. “Why can’t you accept it as it is? A messed up, terrible coincidence.”
“Because from where I am standing, this looks really bad," he says, running his hand through his hair. “And I don’t believe in such precise coincidences.”
Every word from his mouth feels like a dagger to my chest. Adrian might as well take out my heart and stab it with a kitchen knife, because this feels like I’m being gutted from the inside.
“And all those times you talked about him…” he continues slowly, “you never once said his name.”
“Because I didn’t want to talk about him!” I snap, tears still streaming down my face “Because every time I did, it reminded me of how he treated me.”
My voice cracks on the last word, the weight of it finally breaking through whatever fragile composure I had left. I drag in a shaky breath, but it does nothing to steady me.
Adrian’s jaw tightens, his gaze searching my face like he’s trying to peel back layers. Trying to find something hidden beneath my skin.
“I don’t know what’s real right now,” he says finally, his voice low and strained and that breaks something in me.
“It’s all real,” I whisper desperately, shaking my head. “Everything between us is real. None of this was planned, Adrian. None of it.”
He lets out a breath, looking away for a second before dragging a hand through his hair.
“You expect me to just… accept this?” he asks, his voice rising slightly. “That out of everyone in the world, you ended up with me? That you just happened to walk into my clinic, just happened to let me in, and just happened to give me a chance without knowing who I was connected to?”
“Yes!” I cry, my voice cracking. “Because that’s exactly what happened!”
He laughs but there’s no humor in it.
“Do you even hear how that sounds?” he asks.
“I don’t care how it sounds,” I shoot back, my chest heaving. “It’s the truth!”
“I trusted you,” he says after a moment, quieter now but somehow that hurts more. “I let you in. I gave you everything, Sierra.”
“And I didn’t lie to you!” I fire back. “I never once lied to you!”

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