"Caroline, are you alright?"
Theodore rushed over, gripping my arm tightly.
He looked frantic, his usually neat hair completely disheveled.
I remembered the countless messages he'd sent, probably urging me to get away while I still could. Thinking of that, I managed a weak smile and nodded my head.
I crawled over to Mia. She had only fainted. Her small, soft body felt warm in my arms, and I finally felt a wave of relief.
As I relaxed, my vision started to blur. Just before I blacked out, I saw Anthony in handcuffs.
Even as they took him away, he glanced back at me.
It was the look of a killer whose work was left unfinished.
He still terrified me, and somehow, I felt that this wasn't over.
I sank into a dark, twisted dream.
In the dream, I watched as Kailey threw a fake Mia off th
