Rose's POV
I couldn't just agree to follow a stranger to God knew where.
Even though he had saved my life back at the restaurant, I still couldn't bring myself to trust him.
What if he were a serial killer? What if he had saved me only so he could be the one to take my life later?
The thought alone sent a shiver down my spine.
"No, the mystery surrounding this man is just too unsettling," I whispered to myself.
“Lucas, right? That’s your name, isn’t it?” I asked, staring at him. “I don’t know what game you’re playing, but you need to let me go.”
“No, I can’t do that, sweetheart,” he murmured.
His eyes remained fixed on the window, completely ignoring me, and for some strange reason, that irritated me more than it should have.
“Why don’t you look at me when I’m talking to you?” I s
