Ruth hurried out of the club, the cool night air hitting her face.
Another message from Caleb.
Five minutes.
Don't test my patience.
Her heartbeat quickened.
She hurried toward the roadside and raised a shaking hand.
"Taxi!"
One sped past, and another was occupied.
She bit down on her lip, fighting the panic rising inside her.
"Please..." she whispered.
A yellow cab finally slowed to a stop.
She pulled the door open and climbed inside.
After giving the directions, the taxi pulled away.
Ruth felt as though the world was closing in around her.
She looked down at her phone again.
The photograph still filled the screen.
Her stomach twisted.
How had she ever loved him?
How had she mistaken control for love?
She closed her eyes. She just had to survive tonight.
That was all s
