Rose’s fingers trembled as she stared at the text.
The picture.
The message.
We see you.
Her stomach twisted painfully, bile rising in her throat. Her lungs forgot how to work for a moment like they, too, were paralyzed.
They were here.
Watching.
Waiting.
She forced herself to breathe. Think, Rose Think.
Panic wouldn’t help. Fear was a luxury she couldn’t afford not now.
She looked around the dark driveway of Christian’s estate. The long hedges bordering the property swayed slightly in the wind. The night was still, too still. No passing cars. No footsteps. No movement in the trees lining the edge of the forest beyond the gate.
And yet her skin crawled with the unmistakable feeling of eyes on her.
Someone was out there.
A predator lurking just beyond reach. Hidden in plain sig
