Annabel’s POV
The hallway lay in darkness, cold and unnervingly quiet.
My mind was already spiraling on how James got to be among the investors. I never, for once, thought I would be meeting him again after I heard he had left New York.
I kept moving sluggishly, exhausted from everything that had happened over dinner.
The way he leaned close to me, the nasty words he was whispering in my ear, and his disgusting arms wrapped around my waist as if I were all his.
Like he was here to claim me back.
I was almost close to my lounge when I heard footsteps approaching from behind. I didn’t bother checking to know who it was until the sound kept moving closer, like it was here to hurt me.
My breath hitched, shallow and uneven. As I turned with full force.
But to my greatest surprise, not a
