Elise's pov

I shouldn't have agreed to meet him.

That's what I kept telling myself as I sat on a park bench waiting for Marcus. I'd texted Sebastian that I needed to handle something, promising I'd be home soon. He hadn't pushed, just told me to be safe and keep my location sharing on.

The difference between him and the old me was stark. The old Elise would have dropped everything to run to Marcus the second he said he needed her. The new Elise had actually considered saying no.

But in the ...