Arianna's POV
The moment I closed the apartment door behind me, I collapsed on the floor and cried. My breaths felt sharp, like my lungs were too small.
I wiped them quickly.
I checked my phone till nothing from Charles. Waiting felt worse than dying.
I grabbed a kitchen knife then immediately put it down.
What was I going to do, stab him?
I couldn’t bring a weapon. That would only make things worse for Camille.
I slipped my phone into my pocket and paced the living room, counting seconds, praying for a miracle and my phone chimes.
Unknown Number:
“Get in the blue cab outside your building. Now.”
I ran to the window to check and there it was, a taxi parked directly in front of my apartment.
“s**t,”
I rushed for the door. My hands were trembling so violently I could barely lo
