Sallie's POV
I grabbed some basic supplies at the supermarket. Sure, I hadn't managed to escape the Noah villa this time around, but I knew my departure was inevitable. This wasn't where I belonged.
Before heading back to the apartment, I expected to find the place pitch black and completely trashed.
When I'd pulled Todd from that mess earlier—his clothes blood-soaked and shredded—I could instantly tell the fabric was premium quality, better than most suits Kevin owned.
So I knew he wasn't the type to actually live in a dump like this. We were just two strangers who'd crossed paths during a nightmare, and under normal circumstances, we'd never see each other again.
But the moment I pushed open the door, what I saw was nothing like what I'd pictured.
Bright light had replaced the darkness. The chaos had been swept away, with broken furniture hauled out. While it wasn't exactly fancy, everything was clean and organized.
