✴ Damien ✴
I wasn’t angry. I was furious. Scarlett’s vague text could only mean one thing. Something was wrong and the only thing I could think of was that Jonathan had shown up. The worry and anger burned in my mind, and my grip tightened on the steering wheel. I parked haphazardly in front of the boutique, not caring if I blocked traffic. My only thought was getting inside and making sure she was safe. The bell above the door jingled as I entered, but I barely registered it. Karen’s wide eyes met mine from the reception desk.
“Where is she?” I asked, my voice low and clipped.
“In her office,” Karen said as she pointed down the hall. “Jonathan is in there with her,” that confirmed my greatest fear. I didn’t say anything to her as I just about ran down the hall. I pushed the door open w
