She looked at me, and for a moment she seemed almost ready to accept what I was saying.
Then her phone vibrated.
A message appeared.
Her face changed.
“What is it?”
I asked.
“Nothing.”
“Kayla.”
She locked the screen.
“It’s just Daniel.”
“Let me see.”
“No.”
I stood.
“If he is threatening you, I need to know.”
She rose too.
“You don’t get to control everything!”
“I am trying to keep you from getting hurt.”
“You’re trying to take over my life!”
“Then stop asking me to save you while hiding the danger from me.”
She stared at me, breathing hard.
Finally, she held out the phone.
The message was short.
