Nora's POV

"What?" I gasped as I stared at my phone screen, my hands trembling with fear.

What was this? Why was Mark doing this to me? Did I have to die to be rid of him?

I felt wetness on my lap and realized that I had started crying. I swiped off tears on my face and forced myself to continue reading the post.

"Help! My girlfriend is missing. I don't know where she is but I know she is alive. She is Nora, twenty-six, has long black hair and black eyes. If anyone sees her or knows anything ...