Adrian POV
"Yes…James Norton," I answered, confirming his thoughts.
Every incident that had transpired in that hall left my thoughts spun with questions.
Questions without a definitive answer.
Yet, these are the answers I crave.
The answers about the past.
Maurice drew in a deep breath. I knew he didn't expect such a request, but at this moment it was pertinent to do so.
I wouldn't be surprised to find out James Norton is hiding deeper secrets.
Secrets that might definitely shock our very existence and maybe more secrets about my mate.
His voice still echoed in my head, loud and clear: "but wouldn't her identity be a hindrance to your growth?"
What identity?
What hindrance was he talking about?
I glanced at the lady sleeping peacefully in my arms… I sighed softly.
After a while, the car pulled up in the garage. I carried her out of the car and made my way upstairs.
After I settled her into bed, I sat down beside her, my gaze trailing down her face.
