The night breeze rustled the heavy curtains as Madelyn emerged from the bathroom, towel-drying her hair. She walked to the bedside table, wanting to charge her phone. Its screen was marred by a crack. It had been working perfectly fine during the day, but now it was constantly disconnecting while she tried to charge it.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated, and Zach's number appeared on the screen, causing Madelyn's heart to skip a beat. She didn't answer but watched as the call ended automatically.

She thought he might give up, but he immediately sent several messages.

[I know you're not asleep this early.]

[You're being naughty again.]

[Answer the phone, or I'll come to the Arnold residence myself.]

Madelyn held her breath, and her heart raced. Soon, she received a video clip. It was a steamy, intimate video of them in his car.

He messaged again, [You wouldn't want this to be seen by others, would you?]

Madelyn felt a shiver run down her spine. She had no idea when he had taken that