Chapter 122: Ani and Adam Communication
The room was dimly lit, with only the faint glow of the setting sun seeping through the sheer curtains, casting soft, golden patterns across the walls.
Adam sat on the bed, his posture stiff, eyes distant as if lost in a whirlwind of his own thoughts. Across from him, Ani sat silently, her eyes filled with concern.
For a moment, there was only the sound of their breaths, mingling with the faint chirping of birds outside. Then, Ani moved.
Slowly, deliberately, she reached out, her delicate hand sliding beneath Adam’s clenched fists. Her fingers brushed against his palm, warm and reassuring, and she gently pulled his hand toward her face.
Adam flinched slightly, his stormy eyes snapping to Ani as she pressed his hand against her cheek.
Her gaze was soft but steady, filled with an unspoken understanding. For a moment, the tension in his shoulders eased, his anger dissipating like smoke in the air.
"I had to tell you," Ani whispered, her voice trembling yet resolute. "I couldn’t keep this inside anymore. It was eating me up."
Adam’s brows furrowed as he processed her words. Slowly, his other hand moved to cover hers, which still rested on his cheek.
A faint, almost imperceptible smile curved his lips. "You thought of me," he murmured, his voice low, almost reverent. "In your most troubled moments, you thought of me. That means more than you know."
Ani’s eyes brightened, a flicker of relief and happiness crossing her face.
Her lips parted to speak, but she hesitated, caught in the weight of his words. Adam noticed the way her fingers trembled slightly, and his heart softened.