Chapter 5

Two weeks passed, and Adam showed up at my place again.

This time, it was two in the morning. He came in drunk, with bloodshot eyes, and slumped onto the couch.

"Claire" he called out.

I came out of the bedroom.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"Can you lend me another one million dollars? The company can't hold out any longer," he said.

I leaned against the doorframe.

"You said you'd pay me back in six months, but it's already been a month and you haven't paid me back anything," I said.

"I know, but once the project—" he started.

"Has…