For the next week, Chloe seemed to disappear from my life.
No more barrage of messages, no more dramatic appearances. Even my parents stopped calling.
Strange.
After suffering such a humiliating defeat, Chloe would never let the matter rest. I grew even more cautious. I told the driver and bodyguards Adrian had assigned me to stay at my side at all times. Even if I only went out for coffee, someone had to come with me.
Adrian knew what I feared. Every morning before work, he reminded me, "Call me the moment anything happens."
I smiled and promised I would. But I knew someone like Chloe only became more dangerous when she went quiet.
Sure enough, 1 week later, I was returning from a prenatal appointment at dusk when the car turned onto the tree-lined road into our gated community. A t
