Tabitha’s POV
I leaned against the railing outside, trying to let the crisp morning air clear my head, but nothing seemed to be able to settle the storm of emotions swirling inside me. Fabrizio’s possessive words still echoed in my mind, leaving me conflicted, unsure of what to do next.
I pulled out my phone and stared at Cat’s number. I had left her at the bar without so much as a word, and I knew I owed her an explanation. But I wasn’t sure how to explain everything that had happened. What could I even say?
Before I could overthink it, I hit dial and pressed the phone to my ear.
Cat answered almost immediately. “Finally,” she said, her voice filled with a mix of relief and irritation. “I thought you were dead or something. What happened after you left with him?”
I smiled despite my
