Eliza’s POV

“You?" My eyes widened in disbelief as I set my gaze on him. The grin on his face made my stomach churn.

“Oh yes, it’s me. I bet you didn’t think you would see me again anytime soon, huh?” He chuckled from the front seat of the car, and I felt a wave of nausea crash over me.

“Morgan? What do you want? How did you even escape? You’re going to regret this!” I growled, my voice shaking with anger, but he merely laughed, a sound dripping with malice.

Before I ...