(Fiona’s POV)

Ding dong…

The doorbell rang again and I startled, turning to Jalen, who still held the key in his hand. His brows tightened before stealing a glance at me.

“Are you… expecting someone?” I whispered.

“No.” He answered firmly, but uneasy. “Stay here.” He added, slipping the keys back into his pocket and turned toward the stairs. I followed him halfway before stopping at the bend of the hallway, watching him descend until he reached the door.

The bell rang the ...