He killed someone, Tessa. My mind reminded me. A new wave of doubt hit me. He loved me. Was I safe with him?
I turned to my side looking for my phone, but realized that I must have left it in his car. I pulled the covers off and got out of bed. The remains of drowsiness vanished from my eyes the second my feet made contact with the bare floor. I tiptoed my way out, not that my bare feet could wake him up. I made a stop to my room first to freshen up before setting back out.
I grabbed the keys from the table and headed for the car. I caught sight of my phone and my bag, as well as his and decided to take them in with me.
My stomach growled, the second I spotted the kitchen. I placed the bags on dining table and walked to the fridge, searching for something to eat. I pulled out a few in
