Chapter 195: Your Problem

Rowan

I was standing in front of my bedroom mirror, my fingers working on the buttons of my shirt harder than necessary. It was already 4 PM and Vanessa wasn’t yet home.

I glanced down at my phone on the dresser, thinking about how I’d called her three times but she chose not to return my calls.

Just as I shoved another button through its hole, I heard the sound of an engine outside. That should’v