Kaya’s hands shook as she stared at Josh standing in the doorway, his silhouette outlined by the dim light spilling in from the hallway. Her mind raced, her heart pounding in her chest as her pulse quickened. He knows. He has to know. Josh’s eyes lingered on her, sharp and probing, though he maintained that ever-casual air she had grown accustomed to over the years.
“What are you doing here, Kaya?” Josh’s voice was calm, too calm. There was an undercurrent to his tone, something chilling hidden beneath the surface that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise.
Kaya swallowed hard, her mouth suddenly dry as she quickly dropped his phone back onto the bedside table. She forced herself to breathe, trying to calm the panic that surged within her. Think, Kaya, think!
“I—I was just looking
