[Gabrielle's POV]
My eyes stay locked on the ground as I'm carried off stage and through the crowd. Many thoughts race while I try to make sense of what is happening, but only one thought sticks out amongst the rest…
Why was he here?
This single thought repeats again and again as too many damn emotions flare. Since our run-in at the reunion, he has been everywhere. Was he following me? Was it fate bringing us together again, like it did back then? I didn't know, and honestly, I didn't want to find out.
“Let me go!” I hiss, finally snapping out of my head. “Put me down! Now!”
“No!” Trent growls, shoving his way past the men who try to stop him. “Not until we are out of this place!”
“This place is my work!” I argue. “And you're going to get me fired!”
As the words leave my mouth, fear
