Chapter 13 - Vianna
My stomach was churning like mad, so badly I almost thought I would have to pull over to be sick. While I was thrilled that I would be seeing Sage soon, the way our last conversation ended left me on edge.
At a red light, I grabbed my phone. A few of my texts hadn’t gone through. Great. Before I could try to resend them, the car behind me honked, and I slammed down on the gas to jolt forward. I merged onto the highway and managed to call Sage as I wove between traffic, driving a good fifteen to twenty above the speed limit.
She didn’t answer.
Was Trenton holding her somewhere against her will? I wanna come home, she had texted, which suggested she couldn’t come home, right? Or else she would’ve just come home.
I want you to come home, too.
Or maybe Trenton wasn’t
