Evelyn’s POV
I stared at the message on the mirror, my mind blank.
Cyrus had just gotten away. How the hell did he manage to come back, sneak into the suite, and leave this message without anyone knowing?!
Maybe this guy could do magic. Or what was the other way to explain this?
“Babe, are you hungry? Want me to have the hotel send up some food?” Asher’s voice suddenly called from outside the changing room.
I jumped, panicking. Grabbing a towel, I quickly started wiping the message off the mirror.
“Evelyn?” His voice was closer now, like he was about to come in.
“Yes! Sure, let them send something up!” I answered hastily.
“What do you want?”
“Uh… whatever you’re having is fine.”
I was afraid he’d come in and then see the message. Luckily, he stayed outside the whole time, and soo
