Veronica's POV
"Hey! Woman..."
I stirred at the sharp voice cutting through my sleep. Leonardo's tone held an edge that made my eyes snap open.
"Veronica! Wake up!"
"What's wrong?" I mumbled, fumbling for the light switch.
Brightness flooded the room, and I turned to find Leonardo bolt upright in bed. Every line of his face screamed tension, his jaw clenched tight, his whole body coiled like a spring.
"Mr. Nelson, did you wake up because you need the bathroom? Should I help you?"
"No! Listen carefully, do you hear anything unusual?"
"Unusual? No, I don't hear anything."
I slipped into my slippers and padded over to him, studying his face closely. "Did you have a nightmare or hear things?"
"It felt like something crawled in here. Look around."
His words sent a chill through me, but I took them seriously and swept my gaze across the room. It didn't take long before I spotted something that made my blood freeze.
