Nasha's P.O.V.
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"Yeah baby, it's me, and you have some explaining to do," Ryland said to me.
I just stared at him with wide eyes.
Is this really happening? Is he really here? Or is this just a trick my imagination is playing? What, hearing his sweet voice constantly wasn't enough?
Ryland took a step closer to me, and I took a step back. All that seemed to do was pi.ss Ryland off. His deep brown eyes hardened, and he clenched his jaw.
Am I dreaming? Did I finally pass out hard from lack of sleep and food? Why is he here? How did he even find me?
I was so careful. I took two buses across the country. I hid my face. How was Ryland able to track me down?
Did he... put a tracker on me somehow?
"Don't back away from me, Nasha," Ryland ordere
