Elora’s POV

I quickly ran to the window, my heart beating loudly like a drum, but there was no one in sight. All I noticed was the faint rustle of the leaves outside and the whisper of the wind. Was it just the wind, or was someone truly watching me? I trembled as I slammed the curtains shut and turned away. For the first time in years, I didn’t feel safe within the walls of my own home.

The bourbon wasn’t enough to distract me. My mind couldn’t stop racing with possibilities. Had Mason ...