Ellen sighed, shaking her head. “I need to go freshen up. I’ll be right back.”
I nodded, still watching our old schoolmates whisper. Vannessa had disappeared but the damage to her reputation was done. Good.
A few moments passed before my phone buzzed.
Ellen: Hey, can you come to the bathroom? My zipper’s stuck, and I need help.
I exhaled, slipping my phone into my pulse.
Making my way to the bathroom, I pushed open the door. “Ellen, where—”
Before I could finish, a rough hand shot out, grabbing my wrist in a bruising grip.
“What the—?!” I struggled, my heels scraping against the floor as I was yanked inside. The door slammed shut behind me.
A familiar scent—expensive cologne and chocolate oud—hit me before I even saw his face.
Julius.
I looked up, as his fingers tightened around
