After a couple of minutes, his breathing was normal, and I could see calmness on his face as he slept. I couldn't help but ravish the beauty of his face. The most beautiful blue eyes, complemented by a perfectly sharp jawline. I looked at the wall in front of me after a few minutes.

I had no idea when I dose off in the same spot. I woke up to see dim light coming in through the blinds. Adam had placed a hand around my waist, still sleeping like a baby. Slowly removing his hand from there, I placed it on a pillow after getting up from the bed and turned around to see the time on his phone. It was 20 minutes past 6 in the morning. 

Well reading someone's messages is wrong.  But reading your best friend's message is never wrong. That is exactly what I told myself when I read the message on his phone ' Transfer of  money completed from the company account'.
Hmmmm, company issues? When did Adam start looking into these?
I looked at him, still sleeping peacefully. So after placing his phone back on the bed side, I removed the crape band aid from my ankle, wore my shoes and picked up my stuff from the guest room.

Since I had parked my car here yesterday before we went to Olivia's, I looked for my car keys, finding them with Mr. Dankforth, who had kept them with him after he found them in the stairs, I drove with a broken ankle and a bruised arm to home.

"Good morning pumpkin", my father said as I entered the house.
"Good morning Mr. Pierce", I whispered in an attempt to avoid my mother and climbed the stairs to my room.
"Come back here Lucy Pierce, How old are you?", my mom shouted at me.
"huh?", I looked at my mother sitting on my bed waiting for me to reply to her.
"How can you forget your house keys Lucy," she said.
"I'm sorry", I said giving her the sweetest smile that exists on earth.
"You better be, next time you forget these, I'll forget you are my daughter", she said passing the keys to me.
"That's too dramatic", I said earning a glare from her, which made us both giggle.
"What happened to Olivia?", she asked me.
"She fainted", I told her. "Did Mrs. Brosnan call you?"
"Yes she did, she was so worried about her, besides she asked me to thank you for checking up on her at the right time", she said looking intensely at me.
"She is my best friend, anyways let me get ready now", I said to her. She kissed me on my fore head and left for the kitchen.

I had the most longest and warmest shower, which relaxed the muscles and reduced the blueness of the bruises. I walked into my room from my closet dressed in a pair of light blue jeans and a black tank top to find Ryan standing by the door, leaning his head on the door. (as in the image above).

"Good morning to you Miss I'll take over the world",  he said.
"That doesn't make sense, besides good morning to you Mr. I break every girl's poor heart", I said.
"That made sense", he chuckled.
I whined in pain as I tried to put on a pair of wedges.
"Dumbo, you've got a sprain", Ryan said looking at my ankle. "Why didn't you tell us yesterday?"
"I .... I uhh",
"Shut up, and wear this", he passed me an anklet and a pair of black sneakers with socks.
"Damn, you know everything in my room", I said surprised at how easily he had found the three things.
"What can I say, advantages of  being a .....",
"Don't say that, I don't want to ruin the perfect 'Thank you Ryan' moment", I said.
"Me neither", he said. "So thank me then?"
"Oh I had to?", I asked playfully and he softly hit my head with his hand.
"Ouch"
"Injured soldier",  he said.

We went down to the kitchen to grab some food. And after having breakfast with my parents we left in his car to check how Olivia was doing. Olivia was in the shower, and while we waited for her, her mother told us that she is talking the day and asked us not to miss any classes as she would be taking care of Olivia.

 
"Is everything okay with the two?", she asked us.
"The two?", Ryan asked.
"Olivia and Carter", I said in an obvious tone. "Yes Mrs. Brosnan, why'd you ask?"
"Carter,called me as Olivia wasn't answering his calls and when I took the phone to her, she asked me to excuse on her behalf", she said.
"Ohhhh, I'll talk to Olivia about it", I assured her.
"I trust you, Lucy", she said, and felt the guilt rise in my stomach on listening to her. Trust . Carter trusts me as a friend as well. And I'm not doing just with Carter even after knowing the truth. I'm protecting her. Damn.