Rose stared at her phone, her breath caught in her throat.
A message.
Unknown: You thought you could escape your past? You were wrong.
Her fingers tightened around the device, her skin prickling as a cold wave of unease washed over her.
Her past.
A name she had hoped to forget, a life she had buried long ago.
Her mind immediately went to the worst possibility. Him.
No. It wasn’t possible.
Her father was dead.
Wasn’t he?
She swallowed hard, pushing down the fear clawing at her chest. Her hands trembled as she re-read the message.
How did they know about her past?
And more importantly… who were they?
Her first instinct was to block the number, pretend this never happened. But the tight knot in her stomach told her that ignoring it wouldn’t make it go away.
Whoever was sending t
