The next day
“Aryana, I am going with them and we’re leaving at noon.”
“What? Why?” she asked worriedly.
“Because I want to make sure everything goes as planned. He’s not going to get away with what he’s done, and I’m going to make sure of it.” I firmly stated, leaving no room for negotiation. “I am also sending your phone text messages so it sounds like we got into a big fight. It will look like you’re running away and hopefully lure him in.”
“Please, please be careful. He said he’d kill you. I don’t want anything to happen to you. I could never live with myself, especially knowing that it would be my fault.” She sniffled as tears fell down her face. I cupped her face in my hands and looked into her eyes. “Listen, none of this is your fault. He made his bed and now he has to lie in it
