It took a moment before the words registered in my head. "What do you mean by that? I don't—"
Sylus shook his head at me. "The kidnapping, those threatening messages—Olive is the one doing it to you."
I shook my head at him, my pulse jack—hammering against my throat once more. "That's…impossible. Why would Olive ever want to hurt me? Why would he go that far? I've known him since I was thirteen, he's my friend, there is no reason why he would ever go this far. I've never even done anything wrong to him!"
None of this was making any sense.
