Page 94 of Captured Love

Knox's expression turns serious. “Yeah, what's going on?”

I take another deep breath, steeling myself. “It's about Tessa. Isla and I found something that you need to see.”

I reach for my phone, unlock it, and pull up the photos, my hand shaking slightly as I pass it to Knox. “This notebook belongs to Tessa. It...it looks like she's been keeping tabs on you. Like, obsessively.”

Knox's expression grows more serious as he scrolls through the images. There are pages filled with notes about his classschedule, hockey practices, even what he ordered for lunch in some places. “What the hell?” he mutters under his breath.

“I know,” I say quietly. “It's beyond creepy. And look at the last page.”

Knox swipes to the final image. His eyes widen and his jaw clenches. “She has information about us in here?”

“Yes.”

Knox stares at the screen, his eyes scanning over the details Tessa has and he looks almost as dumbfounded as I felt the first time I read it.

“This is...” he starts, then shakes his head. “I don't even know what to say. How long has she been doing this?”

“I don't know,” I admit. I swear my stomach rolls, making me feel slightly nauseous. “But from the looks of it, it's been going on for a while.”

Knox sets the phone down and rubs a hand over his face. I can see the tension throughout his body. “I thought she was finally out of my life for good. I never imagined she'd go this far. She sent me a couple more text messages after the one I told you about, but I just blocked her without responding.”

I reach out and grab his hand. “I'm so sorry. I can't imagine how violated you must feel right now.”

Knox squeezes my hand. Not enough to hurt me, but I can tell he’s barely containing his rage. “This is bullshit. I can't believe she's been stalking me this whole time.”

“Yes, and as a result, us.” A chill runs down my spine at the thought of Tessa watching us. “You don't think she's been, like, physically stalking us together, do you? Taking photos or videos?”

Knox's jaw tightens and he looks like he wants to punch something. Or someone. “If she is, I swear to...” He doesn't finish the thought, but I can imagine where it was going.

This time, it’s my turn to grab his hand because I swear my blood turns to ice. “Knox, we had sex in the library. What if she saw us?!”

Knox's eyes widen at the realization. “Shit. The library.” He stands up abruptly and starts pacing, running a hand through his hair. “If she saw that... Selene, I'm so sorry. I never meant to put you in this position.”

I shake my head as I try to push down the rising panic. “It's not your fault. Neither of us could have known she was capable of something like this.”

But the thought of Tessa possibly watching us makes my skin crawl. I wrap my arms around myself, suddenly feeling exposed even though I'm fully clothed.

Knox notices my discomfort and sits back down beside me, his expression softening. “Hey, we're going to figure this out, okay? I won't let her hurt you or invade our privacy anymore. At least there’s no indication that she saw that in the images you snapped.”

I lean into Knox, seeking comfort in his solid presence. He wraps an arm around my shoulder and pulls me closer. For a moment, we just sit there in silence, processing what this all could mean. I break the silence first.

“I just can't believe she would do this,” I whisper. “I mean, I knew she said you were off limits when I was thinking about rebounds, but this is next level?—”

“Wait a minute. Rebounds?”

I bite my lip, realizing I've said too much. “It was a while ago, before you and I started hanging out again. I was pissed at how you treated me after we fucked the first time and Isla and I were coming up with a list of guys I could be with to get you off my mind. Tessa mentioned that you were off limits because you two were going to get back together.”

Knox shakes his head in disbelief. “Unbelievable. The entire thing. And there’s no way I would have ever seen you with another man, Selene.”

“Excuse me?” I turn to him in surprise.

As I’m trying to process whether I should be angry or not he replies, “Even when I was being an asshole and fucking things up, you were mine. You always were mine.”

I stare at Knox as I try to calm the anger that threatens to be unleashed. “What do you mean, I was always yours?”

Knox's intense gaze holds mine. “Exactly what I said. From the moment we met, I knew there was something different about you, picosita. Something that drew me to you like a magnet. Even when I tried to push you away, I couldn't stay away for long.”

My mind reels, trying to process this…Hell, everything over the last few hours. “But...but you never said anything. You acted like you couldn’t care less about all of this at first.”

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