*Natalia*
I was stunned. I couldn’t even get up from the chair I was sitting in after Tallon left. I knew he wanted more from me, but I had nothing left to give. I couldn’t even pretend to be there for him, not when my own emotions were spiraling out of control. And the entire time he was with me, I had been terrified that the second I opened my mouth, I was going to confess everything to him. Just an hour ago, my uncle had called and warned me that they would be leaving a horrific gift on Tallon’s lawn.
“Your little boyfriend won’t like what we’re about to do,” my uncle had said ominously when I answered his call.
“What are you about to do?” I asked, terror rising in my throat and threatening to cut off my airway in a full-blown panic attack.
“Remember the men we took while you were on your holiday?” He paused, waiting for me to answer as though I could have possibly forgotten.
