VALENTINA’S POV
I didn't sleep last night; instead, I spent the entire night staring at the photograph on my phone.
The image was grainy, obviously taken from a distance, but it was unmistakably us. Damon and I outside the athletic center.
I shook my head, then let out a sigh. When will it end?
A random moment neither of us had thought twice about; someone else had been watching. The message underneath was somehow worse.
Tell Damon Blackwood to stop digging.
It wasn't a warning, but a command, like they were ordering Damon to stay away, which meant whoever was behind this wasn't just tracking me anymore. They were tracking him too. That thought settled like a stone in my stomach.
By six in the morning, I gave up pretending I was going to fall asleep. I showered, got dressed, tied my
