Mariah's POV
I finally looked up at a worried James who wiped away a stray tear. I removed myself from his hold. Instinct kicked in and I began to run towards the exit. I didn't want Adam to see me.
I didn't want to take the risk; they could both come out any minute and take me by surprise. I just couldn't deal to come in contact with him. I would lose all my strength if I just saw him. I didn't want to be weak again. Not after coning this far.
Wait up I heard his feet pounding harshly to the cobble pavement as he ran behind me.
The echoed filled lonely street stood still in time as I felt my body become weak. My pace slowed down. His long legs gave him a better advantage.
He called out my name again. I came to a halt. What!? I screeched in frustration, James flinched from my tone.
I felt a sudden rush if guilt but I walked further away; I could hear him breathing.