Eloise’s Pov.
“LEAVE HIM OR I'LL MAKE YOU DISAPPEAR TOO.”
The message flashed across my screen in a sharp burst of light,the bold letters almost glaring at me like a curse. No sender. No trace. Just those eight words.
I stared at them for a moment, my thumb hovering over the screen as if expecting it to vanish on its own. My heart stuttered for a second, a chill creeping up my spine like ice water dripping down vertebrae.
I swallowed hard, locked the phone, and tossed it into the couch beside me like it had burned my fingers. My chest rose and fell as I stared blankly at the marble floor, thought twisting, spiraling.
Who the hell would send that?
My mind flipped through possibilities–an enemy? A bitter ex of Dante’s? A possessive fan? That seemed more likely. He was well-known.
