ELLE POV
The lights have dimmed, the whole place going quiet in anticipation, the creaking of the curtains being pulled back to reveal the starting scene of characters singing the opening song. While my eyes never left the stage, I could feel the tickle of the man's gaze on me, never looking away. My insides were wreaking havoc, trying to break free. Unease settling in my bones, every instinct told me not to trust this man.
'He hasn't stopped staring at us once,' Charity says, through the link I kept open between the three of us, 'should we leave at intermission?' I don't answer immediately, my attention on the actors, my mind slowly processing the best course of action. The concern in her voice coming through the line is clear.
'I agree.' Theo adds to the conversation, 'we can leave
