He leaned close to her ear, his voice sending jolts of fear through her, “I'll get you back even if I die trying.”
Her hand froze on the door handle. Sabrina was genuinely too stunned to speak. The spark in his eyes was no longer there. It's now replaced with something dark, maybe dangerous but it feels like trouble. Without a word, she got out and headed inside, fear slowly creeping in.
She didn't wait for him to say anything else — she was out the door the second it unlocked, walking fast, refusing to look back, though her hands were trembling by the time she reached the entrance.
Half an hour later, the venue buzzed with nervous energy, dozens of hopeful actors rehearsing lines under their breath. With her slot approaching, Sabrina slipped away to the restroom to brace herself.
"Wel
