Sara’s POV
The thought chills me. But I know I’m right. It’s the only way.
I might get away from him tonight. But I’ve done that before and he came for me. I’d forever be on the run from him. It either that or I fight him. To the death.
If I waste this chance, it might be too late. For me, for Levi. For everyone.
It’s so hard to stomach anything while I sit here and plot how to murder him while also acting like I don’t mind his company. Also while starting to worry how I’m going to the next step…but I soon find out that’s the least I should worry about.
He reaches over to me, his hand aiming for my face. I freeze in my seat.
“You’ve got some food here,” he says. He swipes his thumb over the corner of my lip, and then over my bottom lip. I clench my teeth hard. He pulls away and stick
