Fiona’s POV
Everything feels too cold.
I am frozen in place; the air is ice on my skin.
I am not interested in this nonsense.
The words repeat in my mind like a broken record. It was Micah’s voice on the phone. There is no doubt about it. I would recognize it anywhere. I know it as well as I know my own. I had dialed the number myself. I watched the phone ring and then he picked up only to condemn me to my death-
No. No.
This is Micah we are talking about. My husband. The man I love. The one who loves me. I shake my head to dispel all the negative thoughts Leah has planted in my head. I stare at her, defiance burning in my eyes.
“This proves nothing.” I hiss at her. “I know he will come for me and you can do nothing to change that.”
Leah smirks as if she knows the havoc she has wr
