His words were getting more and more offensive, and I felt my heart start to race. I glanced toward the doorway, listening intently for any sound outside.

At that moment, Jane must have answered the video call. She had just woken up, and the screen was still dark.

But Trey had somehow already grabbed my hand, his fingers gently stroking it in a way that made me uncomfortable.

I was about to explode with anger, and just as I saw his hand trying to cross ...