Anna's POV
Anna stumbled back, her eyes wide with terror. The elevator doors were a second away from closing, but Jake’s hand shot through the gap. He stepped out just in time. Anna spun around, her sneakers squeaking on the polished floor as she tried to bolt down the hallway.
“Anna!” his voice boomed, the sound making her heart hammer against her ribs.
She wasn't fast enough. Jake’s fingers clamped around her arm like a vice. He jerked her toward him, his face inches from hers, his eyes red with rage. “Where did you go last night?”
“Let go of me!” she cried, twisting her arm, but his grip only tightened.
“You think you’re brave? You think you can just run away from me?” He pulled her back so hard she winced, a sharp pain shooting through her shoulder. “I searched everywhere for you,
