Chapter 11

Paris, The Davenport Estate.

Staring at the unknown number lighting up my phone screen yet again, I felt for the first time that Lucas was like a piece of chewing gum stuck to my shoe—utterly repulsive and impossible to shake off.

Since I blocked him a while ago, the world had been peaceful for a spell. But recently, he had relapsed into his old ways. I’d block one number, and he’d call from anoth