Adam couldn't hold back his question. "What life?"

Honestly, what life? He'd not only lost everything, but Zachariah and Michael... they'd both made promises neither of them had intended to keep before his brothers had ensured none of that mattered. Did he accept he was back in a world without the one thing he'd fought for, or was that too cruel of a thought to try and convince himself?

He blinked, then shook his head slowly. "That's gone."