Rewriting My Heart's Fate

After hanging up the phone, it hit me. "Oh no, we're going to stick out like a sore thumb sneaking into a hotel in evening gowns at this time of night. If anyone connects us to the crime scene, we're screwed!"

Madison got the gravity of the situation, too. Her face went pale. "What now? We can't actually avoid calling the police, can we?"

Suddenly, an idea popped into my head. "Alright, here's the plan. First, we ditch these outfits so we don't stand out. Then, we find a spot to lay low and wait for the police, so no one sees us."

Madison nodded.

We rushed to the hotel restroom, changed out of our gowns, and stuffed them into our bags. Then, we grabbed a couple of casual outfits from the hotel gift shop. Only then did we sigh in relief.

"What now?" Madison asked. "We can't just waltz back to the lobby and wait."

I glanced around and spotted a stairwell tucked away in the corner. "Let's hide in there. No one usually goes to places like that."

We rushed into the stairwell, slipped inside, and pressed ourselves against the wall, still shaken.

"I never thought the night would go like this," Madison muttered. "If I'd known, I wouldn't have gone to that stupid charity gala."

"But this might be tied to Ethan

the way, how'd you handle that masked person back there? Do you know some kind of fighting

two," I said with a

I couldn't beat

in a whole bunch of jerks

were still bantering when, all of a sudden, the stairwell door burst open. Madison and I jumped

who walked in was all dressed in black, his face hidden behind a mask and hat. We couldn't make

stairs, his eyes

around here? Are you

hiding out and don't want

guy wasn't buying it. He walked right up to us. We shrank back, only to find ourselves trapped against

when we thought

the gay suddenly

a muffled

the steps. His shoulders trembled as though he

suddenly crying? He reached out a hand and