Chapter Seventy Four
Venessa POV
The morning light felt cold as it filtered through the large living room windows. I hadn’t slept more than two hours. Every time I closed my eyes, I pictured the black roses hidden under my kitchen sink and the creepy message scratched into the silver mirror. My mind kept racing, trying to figure out how anyone could get past the guards, the cameras, and the locked elevator. But today, I had to put those thoughts away. Today was Khalid’s big championship hockey game, and I couldn't let my terror ruin it for him.
I sat up on the couch, rubbing my sore eyes. The apartment was completely quiet. Khalid had left early for a morning team meeting and final warm-ups at the arena. He had left a sweet note on the kitchen counter next to a fresh cup of coffee, tell
