Livia’s POV
“I’m coming.”
That’s the only thing that Ford says.
No questions. No hesitation. Just a resolute air that tells me he will be here in a moment.
But instead of relief, a rush of fear floods through me.
If he’s coming here alone….
David clucks his tongue and snatches the phone right out of my grip. “So you didn’t tell him to get you some money, huh?”
He pivots to Tyler, who’s just done moaning and whimpering about his crotch that I heavily bruised. Tyler straightens up, his face puce, and nods with malice as a silent understanding passes between them.
Smiling, Tyler then moves over to Mom and lifts his boot.
Letting it hover over the side of her head like he means to stomp on her.
A lump of dread appears in my throat.
“No, please!” I splutter. “I can call him again—i c
