SONYA'S POV
I'm in the shower when my phone rings.
And of course it's Derek. Because the universe has a sick sense of humor.
I wrap a towel around myself and answer, water still dripping from my hair. "Hello?"
"Finally." Derek sounds relieved. "I've been trying to reach you all day. Are you okay?"
"I'm fine."
"Sonya, what's going on? Reign said you're staying with him, but he won't tell me why. And when I asked if I could visit, he said no. What the hell?"
I sit on the edge of the massive tub, trying to figure out what to say. "It's complicated, Derek."
"So uncomplicate it. Please." His voice softens. "I'm worried about you, Sonya. Reign is... he's not a good guy. I don't want you getting hurt."
"I can take care of myself."
"Can you? Because from where I'm standing, it feels like
