I couldn't believe the nerve Noah had, thinking he could waltz back into my life and intimidate me into submission. But despite the fear that I had, I knew I couldn't let him control me any longer.
For the next few days, I was filled with so much fear and anxiety. I constantly checked over my shoulder, expecting Noah to appear at any moment with another threat. His texts didn't stop, but now he was trying a different tactic.
Hey, Ella. Can we talk?
I miss you. Remember the time we went to the beach and you got sunburned? Haha, good times.
I still have that necklace you gave me. Do you still have the bracelet?
He was trying to remind me of the good times we had shared, the moments that made me fall in love with him in the first place. But all I could think about were the lies, the man
