y ride home. She did not remember wa

turned as hot as it would go. The steam filled the room, bu

rom the puddle on the street, but from the look in Anton's eyes. You make me sick. The wo

drawing his face, hoping he would one day lo

and walked into her bedroom. Her jaw was set. Her eyes were dry and ho

er messages and typed his name. She had to end this. Not

umbs hitting the scree

. They have been together for years. I did not tell you because I wa

hit

pidly. Five seconds passed. Then, a red exclamation mark

apped the retry bu

er. The call did not even ring; it went straight to an

block

g room. Her roommate's phone was charging on the kitchen counter. She

. Once.

network. He had specifically blocked her. He had convicted her

hone vibrated in her

forcing the tremor out of her

s warm and full of concern. "That rain was awful

he squeezed her eyes shut. "No, I got one rig

says hi. We'll see

e dark window, watching the rain streak down the glass. She made a s

himed. A te

number. But Francesca k

od. I love

her just to send this. Her explanation had not stopped him. It had only poured ga

t arrived a

Francesca. Stand with me, or st

words, the sheer malice of the threat suffoc

ps into a thin, white line. She tapped the screen, de

answer. She