—Ellie—   

   The lock clicked and I quickly sat up, bracing myself. I wouldn’t allow Tristan to catch me by surprise again. 

    My eyes widened when Fabian stepped inside, carrying a plate. I stood. Why was he here? Would he help me? Fabian regarded my face then shook his head as if he could read my mind. 

   “I’m bringing you dinner.” He came in but left the door ajar, and I wondered why he did it. I doubted it was so I could run. Was he worried of ...