Elise's pov

After that interaction we didn't talk as I stormed into my bedroom— rather the bedroom he had given me—slamming the door behind me.

I lay in bed for a long while, staring at the ceiling with my mind a whirlwind of thoughts between Marcus, Victor and Sebastian.

The buzzing of my phone cut off my thoughts. I reached for it on the nightstand, squinting my eyes at the sudden brightness as I read the text.

Ollie: Hi Elise. Are you good? I think we need to talk.

I ...