[Trent’s POV]
I run as fast as I can, exerting more energy than I ever have, but no amount of distance I make brings Gabby or the car she is most certainly in to light. It is only when I reach the edge of town that I finally stop, leaning forward, my hands on my knees.
“Dammit,” I pant, my fear of her disappearing from my life growing even more. “Why didn’t I stop you?”
Straightening out, I look around, half hoping that Gabby may have stopped and reconsidered her choice to leave, but all I’m met with is empty streets and the flashing lights of a small bar with smooth jazz music drifting from it.
Sighing, I stare at it for a moment while debating going home but deciding to go inside instead.
“Welcome,” a large man with a bald head calls from his place behind the counter. “What will you
