That’s when I saw them men’s dress shoes sitting by the door.

My heart skipped a beat. Hayden was the only one who should’ve been able to get in here, But after we split-before his “death”-I’d packed up all his things, including these shoes,

Could someone have broken in?

A wave of panic shot through me. My instincts kicked in, and I spun around, reaching for the door to leave.

But before I could open it, a deep voice stopped me cold.

“Where are you going?”

My hand froze on the doorknob. My heart thundered in my chest, my brain buzzing like it had short-circuited. Slowly, I turned.