Chapter 43

I yawned, feeling like taking a shower and crashing for the night. I was just in front of my door when I halted in my tracks.

The apartment number on the wall was the same as I remembered, but the door was not.

It creaked on its rusty hinges, hanging ajar with the bolted lock dangling against the wood.

Oh, f*ck no.

My heart thudded in my ears, adrenaline filling my veins as it woke me from any exhaustion I had been feeling. I was wide awake now.

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I reached for my phone, my fingers ready to dial the police, but I cursed as I pulled out the black screen. All my neighbors were asleep if they were even here, and the only security we had was James, the blind old man.

I debated for a moment on turning around and pretending as if I had never seen the door, sleeping in my car for the night until I could call someone to investigate in the morning.

That would have been the smart move.

But I never claimed to be smart.

I reached for the pepper spray I kept in my purse at all times, pushing the nozzle open as I readied it in my hand like a soldier with his weapon. I crept softly across the ugly carpet, making no noise as I peeked into my apartment.

It was dark, with no lights on except for the flickering fluorescent bulbs in the hallway. My shadow fell across the floor, obscuring any visage of light.

I kept the door open, in case I needed to run back out, as I crept inside. The light switch was on the other side of the wall.

I swallowed, fear building in my chest. I’d always hated scary movies, and now I felt like I was in one.

I raised the

in hand as I reached the corner wall. Slowly, I moved out from behind the wall, facing the pepper spray my living room with my heart racing out of my chest.

A dark figure stood in the middle of the room.

“Freeze!” I yelled, my hands shaking.

“Adelaide,” the intruder called, and I flinched, recognizing the voice.

“Ashton?” I lowered the spray, frowning as he chuckled, flicking on the nearby lamp.

I squinted at the sudden light, blinking away the white spots until I saw the intruder fully. It really was Ashton

he looked

his cheek as he stared at me deeply. His eyes were bloodshot and

to you?” I

his face. “Oh, this? Just a little

There was an unhinged appearance

I stepped back

swallowed, uncomfortably at the

Almost, obsessively.

man who had seen an angel

knuckles were red and

he had

“You should apologize

“Corinna?”

stupidly like he didn’t understand what I was

fiancee. My sister?”

no, no,” Ashton shook his head. “I don’t care

eyes, taking a step

pushing against the wall to move sideways. Before I could turn to the door, however, Ashton slammed his

heart pounded, and I gripped the pepper spray in

as he pleaded. “I made a mistake choosing Corinna over you.

into his chest, burying his hands into my hair, but I only stiffened. I felt disgusted, having his touch on me,

confession. “We’ve been over for a long time. Now please leave, and we can forget

me, a snarl twisting his handsome features until he resembled more of a demon than

swung my hand upward, pressing down on the pepper spray, but Ashton caught my wrist

tightly. I

“No!”

he grabbed my other wrist and slammed me against the

“Help!”

admitted I was wrong! What more do you want from me?” Ashton snarled into my face.

alone!” I screamed, trying to tear myself away from him. I swung my legs forward

knocking my nose on the floor. It stung painfully and specks

worry about that.

Ashton growled, running a hand

my broken nose. I scrambled forward, but Ashton was faster as

I could, blood pouring down my face as Ashton flipped me onto my back, pinning me

head in one hand as he leaned

he snarled.

impact as he cursed, letting my hands go. I struggled to wiggle out from under his weight, my nails scratching on the

him

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