~~~Soraya~~~
I stepped out of the shower with a towel wrapped around me, hair dripping, feeling lighter than I had in days. Declan had actually done it. He’d ended the nightmare. Tyler was in custody. Riley was gone. For the first time since Vegas, I could finally relax.
Then I walked into the bedroom and saw Declan standing frozen beside my bed, staring down at something on my pillow.
His shoulders were rigid.
“What is it?” I asked, moving closer.
He turned slowly, holding up a photograph.
My stomach dropped.
It was me. Asleep. In this exact bed. Taken from the corner of the room last night. On the back, written in thick Red marker.
“The game is not over.”
The towel suddenly felt too thin,I felt too exposed. The air in the room turned ice cold.
Declan’s voice was low and but st
