I had absolutely no desire to see what was happening in that room.
It didn't matter that Whitney and Vito looked like they stepped out of a magazine. The whole thing made my skin crawl. The air felt wrong. Like the room itself was holding its breath.
Right then, my phone buzzed.
Lewis: How are you holding up?
My fingers shook as I typed. I kept it short, but honest. I told him I was stuck. I told him I didn't feel safe.
His reply came almost instantly.
Lewis: Danger get out of there now.
I swallowed hard.
Me: I know.
Another message followed, longer this time, and I could almost hear his voice through the words.
Lewis: Elena, Whitney won't hurt you. But she knows Vito better than you do. If she's hiding you, it means if he finds you, it won't just be awkward. It could turn dangerous. Don't let him catch you. I'm coming for you.
My chest tightened.
