"Thanks for calling me and letting me know why you left the party." She says sarcastically, glaring at me.
I part my lips, my jaw slack and my mouth dry as I try to come up with a excuse. But after a few moments of silence, I realize I'm not going to get out of this. I do the cowardly thing and say, "Sorry."
Anna isn't pleased the least bit by my pitiful attempt to apologize, but she backs off and releases her death grip on me. "You have no idea how worried I was when I didn't hear from you the whole weekend. I thought Liam ended up murdering you like he almost did Adam."
My eyebrows furrow at her words. Like he almost did Adam?
What was she talking about? Before I could ask, loud gasps and whispers catch my attention. My eyes flicker through the crowd until they fall on Adam.
I can't resist the shocked sound that leaves my lips, just like everyone else, I peer closer.