Chapter Nine
Dylan
As we come back from our trip, we find Elly in the kitchen, munching away on a bunch of chocolate cookies, looking very happy with her loot, but nobody else seems to be downstairs and I also don’t hear any more work being done out back.
Then my eye falls on a laptop on the corner of the table, Mia’s laptop. A quick glance at the screen makes my chest feel too tight, fury spiking in me and I want to punch this dude out cold. What the f**k? What the actual f**k? Who has the guts to say these things to someone they supposedly love? Who the hell has the nerve to say this to Mia?
“You stay here.” I nod at Mal, my whole body one ball of angry energy. “Keep an eye on Elly.” Then I go up the stairs, since it’s obvious that nobody is down here.
As I open the door to the room
