CHAPTER 45
KURT'S POV
My fingers hovered above my laptop, the cursor blinking on the text page. Mara's number glared back at me from the screen, mocking my inability to conjure up a message to send to her.
Unable to think of anything, I shut the laptop and sank into my seat. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't get her out of my mind. After she left last night, it was as though she took a piece of me with her, leaving me longing.
Mara had refused to tell me what pushed her to tears, but her silence only proved my suspicion–it was connected to Alexander. My jaws ticked, my fists clenching on the table. If that bastard did anything to hurt her, I–
My trailer door swung open with a soft creak, the sound breaking through my thoughts. I looked up to see Reginald Sharpe, my manager
