Lev took his headphones upstairs, so I’m back to text conversations with Elle. Which I honestly don’t mind. If we were talking, she might hear the turmoil in my voice and that would only make her panic.
ALYSSA: I’m fine. I swear. I’m safe.
LIAM: You say that a lot. Which is why I don’t believe you.
I sigh. It would be so easy to tell her exactly where I am. She’d get the cops involved and I’d be out of this basement in no time. Except for one thing—
If that happens, Uri and I would be done.
You’d think that’d be a good thing, right? But as it turns out, no part of me is actually onboard to believe that. Everything in me is screaming that it would be a catastrophic mistake. If there’s even a slim sliver of a chance for the two of us, I don’t want to destroy it by calling in reinforceme
