The chocolate nearly melted between my fingers as I gripped the bag tighter.
"Jasmine?" She called, pulling me harshly back to reality.
I cleared my throat, "Cory got them for me." I replied, zipping up the bag.
Her brows lifted slightly. "Oh. Cory. How's he doing? Heard from him since you arrived?"
I swallowed the lump in my throat. "Nope. Alaric made sure of it."
She didn't miss the slight sadness in my voice. I'd been trying to wrestle the feeling of sadness whenever I thought about Cory. I knew how worried he'd be.
And to think that I couldn't even call Celia to give her a message to him made me even more worried and sad.
She would have been the only solution right now if Alaric wasn't tracking my phone. Now that he's finally had me where he always wanted, one would think that he'd stop prying into my personal life. But it only got worse.
Alaric had always and will always be my stalker.
