Chapter 151

Fiona

Ding.

Ding. Ding.

Ring. Ring. Ring.

Ding.

I tug on my hair, nearly screaming as my phone continues to alert me to new messages. It dings and dings and dings until I finally snatch it up from the little table, peek at the screen, and then shut it off when I don’t see Ethan’s name.

It seems l...