ISABELLA'S POV
My heart stopped before my breath did.
The screen glowed coldly from where it lay face-up on the floor, and my lungs refused to expand. Just five words. All caps. Like someone screaming in silence.
I KNOW WHERE YOU ARE.
My fingers twitched, useless for a full second before I slowly bent and picked the phone up, hands trembling. I stared. Read it again.
The number was unknown. No contact name. No context. Just that message.
And suddenly, my entire office felt too quiet.
I sat frozen, phone in hand, heartbeat thudding like war drums in my ears. A cold sweat began to crawl down the back of my neck. I locked the screen. Then unlocked it again. The message was still there.
“What the hell…?”
My throat dried up like cotton.
Before I could process what the hell this was—
