“Emmaline?” Anthony repeated, his forehead creasing as his hands twitched.
“Come on,”
It wasn’t a request.
“I…” The words were stuck in my throat. “I want to test out other dresses. You wait outside.”
My heart raced as he narrowed his eyes, scanning me. My hands dug into my dress, trembling as I struggled to breathe.
“Is something wrong?”
I shook my head a little too fast. What kind of monster did Fer get me engaged to?
Anthony stared at me for a few seconds before he paused, his entire frame stiffening.
It was then I realised what he was staring at.
My phone.
The phone that was facing him — Aiden’s number on speed dial.
“No!” I cried as he snatched it.
“Return the phone, Anthony!” I croaked. “Give it back!”
“Why?” He stepped forward, his eyes darkening.
All the war
