Eliana's POV

I walked to the window and looked out at the street where his car had vanished earlier.

Could he really be what she said he was?

“I don’t believe it." I whispered to the empty room. “He’s not like that.”

But the whisper didn’t sound convincing. It sounded like a lie I was telling myself to stay calm.

I hadn’t even realized how late it was until I checked the time — 11:42 p.m.

But sleep wasn’t coming tonight.

By the time I sat up from the couch, my hands ...