Bella’s POV:

The four of us left for the apartment, and silently, I prayed Ryder would be fine. I tried to block out the gory images clouding my head, picturing the things that could have happened to him. I believed he was okay, and it would be nothing severe, but I was just fooling myself because I could feel it in my chest.

When we arrived at the tall glass building stretching far into the sky, the twins handed me a card key.

“The apartment is the penthouse,” they ...