Salome’s POV
"Please, just stop," I choked out, the sound lost against the glass of the car window.
Every part of me felt sick. I hated the way the air felt in the small space. I hated that I ever let myself believe he was a good man. I squeezed my eyes shut and begged the universe for a miracle. I just needed one person to see us. One person to help.
Then came a sharp rap on the window. Tap. Tap. Tap.
Barnabas froze. He pulled back just enough for me to breathe. "What is that?" he muttered.
A man's voice came from the other side of the foggy glass. "Hey! You guys okay in there?"
Barnabas growled, his face twisting in anger. "Mind your own business!" He slammed his palm against the window, making the glass rattle. "Get out of here!"
I looked toward the window. My hair was a mess, st
