MELISSA’S POV

Wait a minute. Information had just gotten in.

I froze where I sat, gripping my phone so tightly that my knuckles turned pale. My heart wasn’t just racing—it was stumbling, skipping entire beats, then pounding so loud in my chest it felt like the sound filled the room.

The silence on the line was louder than anything else in the world. I could hear Davis’s uneven breathing, like he was staring at something that even shocked him.

Then, in a tone that only made ...