Sage’s POV
I heard Mark’s car before I saw it — the roar of his favorite red Ferrari, cutting through the silence of the woods. My heart thudded heavily against my ribs, I was angry and at the same time glad to see him. Why was I angry? I guess because Beth told me she had seen him coming out of the office where Sabrina had gone in
It felt like forever hearing his shoes clanking up the stairs before he walked in, and for a second, his eyes met mine before he looked away.
Guilt.
I saw it immediately, and it fueled the fire in my chest. I don’t know why I was suddenly angry, maybe the stress of me being in danger was getting to me
"You're back," I said, my voice sharper than I meant it to be.
"Yeah," he replied, his tone guarded. "I'm back."
I hated how calm he sounded, like he had
