The phone calls to friends had gone unanswered, leaving you feeling desperate. With nowhere else to turn, you made the difficult decision to seek refuge at the house of your enemy.

With trembling hands, you reached out and pressed the doorbell, which then opened.

"I need your help," you pleaded, your voice quivering. "I have nowhere else to go."

Finally, Adam relented, his expression softening. "Come in, but this doesn't mean we're suddenly friends," he warned, his tone laced with caution.