Katelyn’s POV

I thought I was dead.

I lay on the cold warehouse floor, my arms still raw from the ropes that had bound me for hours.

My body ached, my mouth was dry, and my eyes stung with the salt of dried tears.

But more than anything, it was the silence that haunted me now, the kind that comes after betrayal.

Derek had left me.

He came, he saw me tied up, helpless, and he walked away. Just like that. Like I meant nothing. Like I was just some background piece in someone else’s ...