In the end, Simone hadn’t dared to ask, although a few questions burnt her lips and haunted her all day.
And before long, it was Friday afternoon. She was excited to be going to New Orleans, a place she had never visited, but also apprehensive of what this trip might mean for her blooming relationship with William.
She was just ready to board the plane when she received a text from a number she didn’t recognize.
It read: Having the time of your life?
Simone’s breath hitched in her throat at once, as she froze in her place. Was her past catching up with her?
“What’s wrong, Angel?” William, as attentive as ever, asked her at once, raising an eyebrow as he did so.
“It’s nothing,” she shook her head, dismissing it all, refusing to believe it was another stalker entering her life – or the
