“You just signed your death certificate, darling.”
I scrambled to the side, desperately trying to get away from the man who I had successfully tackled to the ground. I pushed myself out of the snow, desperately searching my surroundings, my eyes trying to locate Ivy. Relief flowed through me as I noticed her leaning against the tree behind the man, clutching the very knife that he had threatened her with.
She was watching me in the same way that I was watching her, trying to figure out if I was alright.
Making sure that she saw the way that I tilted my head, I hoped that she would get the message to leave. She didn’t need to see what was going to happen, and if she managed to get away, it meant that there would be more time for Matthew to find her before they took off with her again, a
