"Richard, what is wrong?" Adrienne asked.
"I just missed you so much," he said, though there was a little lie behind his words.
"Talk to me. Don't keep me in the dark," Adrienne motioned to him.
"Can't a man shed a little tear?" he joked, trying to laugh it off and stir the conversation into a different direction.
"I am not falling for it this time. You are trying to divert," Adrienne accused.
"None of this would have happened if I never chased you, you know. I'd have just stopped Michael if I didn't set up all that at the club that night. You wouldn't be living this life of worry right now.
You wouldn't be here trying to catch a psychopath, you wouldn't have nudes all over the Internet, and I am so sorry. It's all my fault, I know. I have caused you more sorrow than joy, I know.
I remember how I treated you months back and..." Richard said, his voice cracking.
"It's okay," she interrupted him.