Sixty

I tried to call Cheska's number, but she blocked me. How did she get that photo? I was pacing back and forth in the room, looking at the images she had sent me, biting my lower lip, and squeezing my brows.

Iffin her! She was making her threat real. What did my twin do to deserve this attack from that woman?

The door opened, so I halted and put the phone behind me.

"I'm just going to get something to wear," Zach said with a frown. "Are you okay?"

A while ago, I excused myself by saying that I needed to talk to my friend Katana because of something important about her family. I was just lying.

I can't hide my feelings about the picture Cheska gave me. Zach was asking questions and trying to look at the message. I can't risk him knowing about these images.

"Yes, she is fine, and I am relieved," I answered, and I sat on the edge of the bed. "Are you going somewhere?"

Zach opened the cabinet and took some clothes out. "We are going somewhere."

“Somewhere?” My eyebrows arched up.

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